I have always loved "collecting" things. Knowing something has touched someone's ✋ has a special meaning for me. It is not for everyone. Some people need something new. I prefer older things. Not makeup or toothbrush, mind you, but things that you can feel.
@Slip18 With you, it's memorabilia and old books; with me, it's some old books, a few antiques (particularly a couple of antique appliances),
music, and old-time radio shows and books about that broadcast era, plus some memorabilia. Among others, I have two memoirs
and a collection of letters by Fred Allen; a photograph of Goodman and Jane Ace (
Easy Aces) preparing for their live broadcast
(at the bridge table into which Ace cleverly built a CBS broadcast microphone, the better to facilitate themselves and their small
cast just talking in normal conversation), framed on a wall behind the music equipment portion of my home office; a framed
newspaper ad promoting the syndication of
Easy Aces; all three of Goodman Ace's collections of essays from his later years
writing humour and criticism for the old
Saturday Review; a collection of essays by the old
New York Herald-Tribuneradio critic John Crosby;
Flywheel, Shyster, and Flywheel, a collection of the complete scripts for the Marx Brothers' short-
lived radio show of the same name; and, Curt Smith's
Voices of the Game, a splendid study of the great baseball announcers.
