When each of my grandfathers passed away, my cousins and I got to play the most epic games of hide and go seek EVER cleaning out houses, garages, workshops, vehicles, tackle boxes, RV's, boats, etc. trying to find all the guns, knives, tools, bows, fishing rods, etc. Then we piled them all in the kitchen and the family started playing something akin to a White Elephant gift exchange crossed with an Iranian Arms Deal. Almost every item was associated with an awesome and/or funny memory of grandpa as we divided things up and recalled all the fishing trips and such with those two men.
Am I a stasher? Oh, heck yeah! Someday decades down the road, Lord willing, my four kids and grandkids are going to get to play the same game. I pray that I am able to give them similar memories and life lessons learned as what my grandfather's gave me.
As an aside - in addition to knives and such, I seem to be a stasher of Energizer brand headlamps. I have a Streamlight Macrostream that goes just about everywhere I go, but I also seem to have a headlamp in every vehicle, each level of the house, in my backpack, by the door out to the woodshed, garage, etc. Just like knives, you can never have enough light.