A “collection” is generally considered to be an array of related items deliberately “assembled or preserved” for some common purpose other than their original intent. There are, also, those things that “stick” to us for no particular reason beyond desire or latent sentiment. These are things that we would never part with at any price. Whether or not we like it, these are the things that have become an open acknowledgement of our lives; and a reflection of our values.
Behind my shoe-rack in our bedroom closet I keep a black leather carrying bag which sits on top of a wooden box. I have no recollection of when or where I acquired them. The box is made of pine, and probably served as child’s toy box at one time. It was unfinished when I obtained it. Later I added the gold handle and stained the body. Over the years it has held many things. However, on more than a few occasions it contained all of my possessions as I made my way to a new place and another life.
The leather bag has been a faithful companion for much of my adult life. I have traveled to many parts of the world with nothing but the clothes on my back, and what I could pack in this bag. Both the box and my bag are empty for now. But, Kathy and I are planning a trip to Boston this Spring- 2024. It will probably be the last for all of us.
This tool box and its contents belonged to Kathy’s father Michael, who died tragically in North Charleston, South Carolina around 1959. Following his death the family eventually settled in Pottsville, Pennsylvania. After her mother’s death In 1991 Kathy arranged to have some of her mother’s personal belongings, which included the tool box, sent from New Philadelphia, Pennsylvania to California. When we moved to our permanent home I placed it at the end of my workbench, where it has remained ever since. Rest in peace, Mike.
I purchased this Toyota Tundra new in August 2002. The last of this particular model was built in early 2003. Except for minor body repair it’s in original condition with 132,000 miles. In many ways it is in factory condition since no part of this vehicle has been replaced. I haven’t made any inquiries but, for collectors of original equipment, this truck may soon begin to acquire exceptional value. It will not be sold during my lifetime. Eventually it will be given to Emilio, a trusted acquaintance.
I was about 4 years old when this collage was made. It has been on my garage wall since I found it ten years ago. I have no idea how it came into my possession after almost 70 years.