Last winter my neighbors lost their house to foreclosure. They packed and moved as much of their stuff as they could fit into their new house. Then they told my wife we could have whatever they had left. So we got some tools and a couple of bikes but what amazed me was all the baseball cards. I filled the bed of my Ford Ranger up with boxes of unopened baseball cards along with a collection of unopened Laker basketball player toys that were 20 years old and hauled them to their new house. They were really thank full too. Then about a week later we watched a group of people clean a ton of stuff they left inside the house. Pretty sad.
Good man TT, dont even want to be in that position , the wife and I came close when we first met but we were lucky and were able to pull through.
I felt really bad for them. I could tell the experience was emotionally draining for them.