Thinking about the things in my apartment that are older than I am: Depending on how often you wear it, classically-styled, well-made formal wear. Jewelry generally. Flatware, especially silverware. High-quality furniture. Certain books. Fine china. Winter clothes. Photographs.
In addition to all these, at my parents' house, things older than or about as old as they are: Original artwork (most wasn't bought, though; ancestors created it). My grandparents' marriage license. (I guess they didn't buy that. How about their marriage license as a buy-once item?)
"I don't know, let me apply for TESTOSTERONE with a private profile and ask those guys, or start a foot fetish discussion in "Introductions" and rage at anyone who disagrees with my inane and misandrist opinion."
"PH: reminds me of the three kids bragging. Kid 1 says, "My dad's so smart that he knows the fastest routes in town. He gets off work at 5, and gets home at 5:30. Kid2, "MY dad races cars. HE gets off at 5 and home at 5:10.