I just finished the last bar of soap left over from my bridal shower in 2012.My dad was trying to unload stuff on me when I visited. I was like, nope, nope, nope. They have one bedroom that is filled with boxes, mostly quilting stuff from when my mom still had sufficient vision to enjoy that hobby.
Kids noticed their bath soap expired in 2007 and they unloaded nuts from their freezer purchased in 2012. I passed on the 2016 turkey. My dad doesn’t understand why I abhor hoarding.