I have learned that when it comes to these "collect-ables" its only a treasure, if the other person has the same reverence for it as the collector, kind of like my daughter's bottle cap collection.
All began because I teach her not only not to litter, but to pick up other peoples trash, down to even the little stuff...
She noticed that bottle some caps were different, and wants to find as many as she can.
"One mans trash is another mans treasure" sure applies.
My collection is almost gone, and will become "yard Sale Items" because I have lost my faith in the intrinsic value of an item just because of its scarcity, cannot sell if the market has no customers, and what I find to have deep personal meaning and therefore , value, is only worth whatever "the market" is able to provide...
Heavy is my heart, now that I have learned that my heroes are nothing more than people, and just because they took the time to brighten my day, it really only means that my day was brightened, the flame has gone, and the apocalypse has begun.
I pretend in my own mind that what I held dear actually means something, and pray that some day , once again, that we will return to "traditional values" and what once had meaning to the common man meant more than the almighty dollar, but a sense of pride and a desire to preserve historical items for future generations, and more of a "look at this" than a "look what belongs to me" ideal.
My Archery collection is almost gone, and will become "yard Sale Items" because I have lost my faith in the intrinsic value of an item just because of its scarcity, cannot sell if the market has no customers, and what I find to have deep personal meaning and therefore , value, is only worth whatever "the market" is able to provide...
As far as "The Grum" , well congratulations !
You did O.K. for yourself, but it might have cost you more than you realize, some things are more important than a few bucks, the money will be gone, but memories last forever...