I find that most people in my life have at least one “thing” they are collecting. It is often an insight into their personality and it is fun to hear people talk about something they are passionate about.
I find that most people in my life have at least one “thing” they are collecting. It is often an insight into their personality and it is fun to hear people talk about something they are passionate about.
I have an almost complete collection of Clive Cussler’s Dirk Pitt novels. I’m missing about three of them published before Valhalla Rising, and I kinda lost track of how many he wrote after that. I was kinda into them in high school, and would pick them up for $6 or $8 here and there. Most are paperbacks, I bought them to read not to display (though like almost all books they sit on the shelf most of the time) and I would hardly call myself a “collector.” But I own a thigh high stack of NUMA adventures.
I inherited a collection of prints from a relatively local artist called Ed Berger, who spent his working life as a civil engineer in Washington DC before moving to North Carolina to work on his artwork, much of which are kind of bleak and dreary landscapes focusing on old decrepit farm buildings, houses etc. I’ve got a dozen of them or so, the whole collection would sell at auction for almost $10.
Oh I forgot! I have a very small collection of T-shirts from theme parks I’ve visited throughout my life, usually one from my favorite ride in the park. My favorites among the collection are from Alpengeist at Busch Gardens Williamsburg, Maverick from Cedar Point and Fury 305 at Carowinds. I’ve been thinking of pulling down Ed Berger’s “It sucked when it was new and now it’s old” collection and framing those T-shirts, as I never wear them.