My Grandfather had a weird interest in things that many people don’t do nowadays. He collected bottles, glass bottles. Every day in the mid 20th century to the early 21st, if he saw a bottle, best believe it would be housing a plant or on display above the fireplace in under 24 hours. This fascination was kind of odd, considering how many he collected over the years. Many have been thrown away, or recycled, as usually what happens. My Grandfather would collect a lot of other things, like railroad nails, deer antlers, old cameras/photos, and much more. The thing about my Grandfather is that he had a very great personality, he was kind, compassionate, interesting, and most of all treated everyone equally. Being born during the great depression in 1932, he grew up normally, with loving parents and friends. We still have my great-grandfather’s camera, I do not know how old it is, but I know it is older than my parents. I have been tempted to start collecting things of my own, mixing them up a little. When I was younger, I used to collect bottle caps. My mother and I were cleaning out our garage and my mother found my old bottlecaps collection. I have a lot to add to the collection. Now I will keep my bottle caps and store them in the bag I have kept them in for so long.I feel like this has gone full circle. My grandfather and mother collected glass bottles, and now I have started collecting bottle caps again. If I have children, I would very much like them to collect something of their own, whether it be bottle caps or glass bottles.
 

– Nick Roberts

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