I’m 45 but when I was young, like 9-10, we lived on the edge of town and there was a scrap iron shop close by. I rode my bike to and from school past that thing every day. People used to dump cars outside the gates at night after it was closed for the day and I would always stop and play around in the cars and started collecting the emblems off of them. Maybe a hub cap here and there, etc. Saved quiet a few from the crusher. I think that's where it started for me. My dad collected license plates and gave me his collection so I started collecting those too. Then street signs and then gas-oil and pumps, now just about anything I think is cool, exciting, or different. Jukebox, coke machine, even have an old barber’s chair in my shop. I love the nostalgia of the stuff from days past and the quality of the items and just enjoy having it around.
