I have an assortment (collection) of pocket knives and multi-tools. This represents about half of my stash. I don't think any of them are particularly valuable or considered collectable to anyone other than myself. I am particularly fond of the three knives in front. The first bone handle knife belonged to my grandfather. The second is a wooden handled knife that was issued by the military to my father, in WWII. Every soldier/sailor is issued a TL-29 pocket knife. The third one is my TL-29 that was issued to me during the Viet Nam war. The only other knife in the collection that has real sentimental value to me is that yellow handled Case knife. It was my father's favorite knife to carry. I don't have a favorite knife that I carry every day, but I do carry one from my collection virtually everywhere I go.
This Bob Timberlake coffee table is the first really nice piece of furniture that my wife and I ever bought. We purchased it around 1980 along with a couple of end tables. We have always considered them to be heirloom pieces and will go to one of the grand kids some day. There is another small collection of archticture related items under the glass top.
Yep, I have music. I own over 500 CD's. I guess that also qualifies as a collection, doesn't it? Most are Contemporary Christian and Southern Gospel. There are a number of classic rock and roll along with other miscellaneous artists. I do love music and I have most of these albums burned to my MP3 player and my computer. News flash! I don't own an Ipod. I have a Zune MP3 player. At the time the Zune was much cheaper and stored 120 gigs of music. The Ipod never stored more than 64 gigs. It just seemed like a better deal. Like BetaMax, the Zune is no longer in production, but mine still works like a charm and I can download from ITunes.
Yes, I live in a beautiful part of the US.
Yes, the Autumn colors have just completed their spectacular display.
And yes, I enjoy sharing my world with you.
Someone I Miss
I miss my hero. Dad passed away nearly 4 years ago and I still miss him. There is hardly a week that goes by that I don't think about how fortunate that I was to have such a special father in my life. Obviously, the first photo was taken during WWII when he served in the Navy. I took the second photo the Easter prior to his passing. Love you dad.