Like a Kid in a Candy Store

Those of us who are afflicted with the collecting bug know that it’s hard to kick. So hard, in fact, that we see no reason to kick it at all. Instead, it intensifies proportionately with disposable income and available storage space. For us, a collection is more than stuff—we hoard the artifacts that we hope tell our story. Gradually we fill our shelves, rooms, and houses to be reminded of where we’ve been and where we’re going. It may well be that more than the collection itself we value the feeling that there’s always something more to acquire—a rarer, more exquisite, mint-condition horizon.