When my father passed away twelve years ago I turned his house upside down, looking for a certificate for some bond shares he held. Never found it. I was also looking for some Hollywood memorabilia of value. We had so much that we just threw out. It took me nine months to get the bonds transferred into my name, largely because I could never find the certificate. And I never did find the memorabilia I was looking for.
But, despite the advice of some friends who say to just toss it all wholesale, I do feel compelled to look at every piece of paper. My new motto: YOU NEVER KNOW. Or, as one friend says, "Sh*t happens. Luck happens." Well, I certainly agree about the first part!