Husband's fobby moment

f.o.b. = fresh off the boat

I'm going through some, what's the word for it, oh yeah, crap junk, of my husband's. A box of misc golf tees, old watches, old glasses, travel kits from every international airline known to man, old this, old that and then I come across a daytimer/address book/notebook from 1985 and I ask, "Can i write down the numbers from this and throw it out?" He grabbed it and with a hurt look on his face said, "Noooooo, I came to America with this book." Toooooooooo funny. He then went on to explain how to Pakistani's, these little diary books are very important. Okay dear husband, you can keep your book.