The Life and Times Journal of a Modern Coin Collector

I hope this thread to be a journey of sorts. Just an accounting of what I go through in my everyday activities regarding collecting coins and life in general. I'm not sure how much time remains for me. Don't get me wrong, currently I'm healthy as a horse, with no outstanding medical issues. That said, here's what arrived today. My newest acquisition, and the first entry into my online journal here on Coin Talk.



I love ASE's. I've many and I love them all. Call me a hoarder. I don't know why I love them so much but I do.

Helping my wife in her expectations of writing a book has inspired me to 'write' here, in this journal. I never saw myself as a writer. I've never aspired to it, yet here I am writing in this journal. My thoughts. I will continue.......
One other thing. You may comment here to this thread, but do so at your own risk. Expect no response from me. This is my own doing and as such I shall be insulated to responses. I'll read, but I shall not respond. This is a journal and journey most individual and as such will express the everyday experiences I encounter in my life. regarding collecting and life in general.

 

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I think it is common for anyone of “advanced” age to ruminate on their mortality, especially after a health scare episode.

Following such you have tendencies to “take care of business”, or organize your affairs. No one knows how much time they have left, that is if you are still healthy with no major impediments.

I have no major impediments, but, regarding coins and collecting, I have taken aggressive steps to disseminate my collection to my children…both my sons are in their mid-40s now, and have already taken possession of at least half of my collection over the past 2 years. I’ve had a blast prepping their shares, fine-tuning items to each son as appropriate and removing coins that I kept by mistake ( getting rid of the evidence!…lol ).

I guess the point I want to make is we all get to this point sooner or later. I commend you for addressing your own special situation and wish you good fortune, long life and making a successful journal.

…not expecting a response…Spark

 

Then again, none of us are, even if we think we are.

I'll be following the thread

 

ASEs and moderns in general are a cool part of the hobby. Sometimes the US Mint makes it less desirable to keep up certain sets but for those that enjoy the coins, collect what you like and can afford.

 

Well, I'll shut up as long as you keep posting. I'll be dead before you stop so no skin off my back! lol

 

I'm looking forward to following your journey. A wonderful idea and something we probably should all do.
Kindest regards,
Bruce

 

In the weekly obituaries many of the subjects are younger than me. I am passing my favorite pieces to the kids and grandkids.

 

I'm 76, soon to be 77. Last week I gave my older son my binder of ancients and the first bunch of foreign.

 

I’ve had a plan to sell my accumulated objects at 75. No children or interested relatives. Well here it is. My birthday is tomorrow.
As Warren Buffett, 94, said last spring, I feel fine, but I know a little about actuarial tables.
I hope the fun doesn’t wear off as I wind down my collection and my life.
And good luck @green18
Some of our metal discs are strangely dear to us.

 

May you enjoy your time as you add to your journal and please remember to post photos.

 

Anxiously following...this should be good! Already like the comments, & while expecting some "hijacking", great expectations!

 

We have that in common!

 

Journal entry 8/11/2024

Not much to report...... that is unless you want to read about family strife and that don't belong here. Gonna check out the DLRC Sunday auctions in a few minutes. Maybe a fanciful piece to add to an already superfluous collection? Maybe.

Bought a Microsoft surfacepro for the wife. Actually, I bought two. I bought a refurbished '4' a few weeks ago thinking it had 'ink to text capability' to aid her in her writing endeavors. Bad move.....it didn't. I was payin' that mistake off in the form of verbal abuse for a spell until I came up with a 2024 2 in 1 surfacepro with the magic microsoft pen. Much better, but that sucker has set me back a few Lira. She's happy though. Happy wife, happy life......I think.

 

Forgive me journal (said in the same tone as if one were going to confession). It has been four days since my last entry. I received a presidential medal from the mint and still haven't opened it. Mea Culpa. I know that it is wrong to not open packages right away upon delivery of such, but too much is going on presently. I've been enlisted to do some edits and re-writes on a young persons book and it has taken up a great deal of my time. Not that I don't find it unrewarding. I find it invigorating........

 

Elenore Burns's sister invaded my house today. For those of you who don't know who she is, do a dad blamed google search. The woman is known as a proponent of fabric hoarding dedicated to the art of quilting.
Well her sister, and I'm not really sure if she has one, showed up today with three boxes of of Yarns. Anyone have a crocheter in the family? Then you know what I'm dealing with. Good Lord, I'm drowning in fiber arts. Is there no hope? My humble collection of coins resides in a 9X12 room but these bloody fiber arts are filling the whole house!
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desart.[d] Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
No thing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

If only it were so........

 

my apologies for not citing Shelly....

 

I doubt that Shelly would mind.

Bruce

 

Me too. Here is a shot of some of mine taken a few years ago.

 

Today marks the day of our (wife and me) 51st wedding anniversary. Good Lord, 51 years might sound like a lot but it doesn't seem to be so to me. Heck, we've known each other for 54 years and it all began when I had first observed her boarding a bus for Quebec city. Lovely girl. Still is. And Quebec city is such a beautiful place to fall in love. The St. Lawrence river flows eminently past it. Benedict Arnold nearly took it from the Brits during the American Revolution. The Chateau Frontenac stands grandly overlooking the river. Such history resides there, both in the retro and personal sense. We both miss it but have never gone back. Maybe we're afraid that forward moving progress leaves no memories from the past. I just feel I should leave thing as I remember them, quiet and quaint. It is said that no one can truely go home. Leave memories as they are and don't try to change them by revisiting past purpose. Let them reside lovely and peaceful as you remembered.........

 

Book a room at the Frontenac during Febuary's Winterfest...nice and warm and lots of ice and crepes, etc. Speak french to the quebecois.

Seriously it hasn't changed much.