My wife recounts the tale of a friend who collected
model airplane
engines--and his collection was close to encyclopedic. ?When he
suddenly died, other collectors mobbed his widow, looking for
bargains. ?It so irritated and overwhelmed her that she had the whole
At the end of the day, it's just stuff. ?Be sure
to pass it on to
others before your personal "use by" date has expired or that you
have some framework in place to dispose of it quickly. ?Your widow
will bless your memory.
Widow? There are...nevermind, I better not...
What will not bless your memory is the dumpster you die in, after your
weird OCD (Diogenes, I think?) has taken over your life, draining your
money and your inheritance, scared away your friends and relatives,
and left you homeless.
I have been in the collecting business long enough to have seen this
happen to people. And it scared me enough some years back to choke off
an uncontrolled collection I had.
--
Will