As most collector’s begin young, as did I. My collecting began with the desire to withhold the oldest coin in the city. This didn’t last long as the urge to obtain more and more items sank into my skin so quickly I can’t even begin to explain. Some people call it hoarding, though I am not one to think of collecting as “hoarding”. Materialism is one thing, I understand I can not take any of these things with me when I pass on to the afterlife, though what I can promise is that when I am here, I will cherish these things.