So I’m scanning the news this morning and I come across this article in the Wall Street Journal that had a familiar ring to it. Here’s an older gentleman with a vast collection. He’s in his mid-70s, realizes Time is not on his side and makes the difficult decision to get out of the hobby.
His dad got him into the hobby when he was a teen. Soon he was collecting on his own and it consumed him. ”An obsession like this is a disaster.” <His words> As an adult he kept acquiring more pieces and eventually had to build a couple of separate structures on his property to hold his collection. He has an adult son who has no interest in following his Dad into the hobby, and the son has zero interest in keeping or maintaining the collection.
So faced with that he’s been trying for several years to unload his collection but is hampered by his insistence that would-be buyers take all of it or nothing. Occasionally a possible buyer surfaces but the owner of the collection has balked at the idea of selling only parts of his collection to others. “They basically want to cherry pick and I’m not happy with that. It’s not an easy thing to sell or give away, “ he sighs.
A familiar story to any of us who have spent all these years and lots of resources collecting model trains, right? Well the elderly gent who is having trouble finding a proper place for his lifelong passion doesn’t have buildings full of steamers, diesels or rolling stock. He maintains the world’s largest collection of African butterflies and moths. Over 4.2 million items, reportedly. Like New.
Wonder what HIS York looks like!