The Collector

Pretty little pieces of gummed paper

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Everyone who knew him was aware my father was a stamp collector. Binders upon binders of meticulously curated stamps lined the bookcases in every home he lived in, and he loved to show them to any remotely interested person. If he met someone new, he always asked if they might have stamps. It was a great icebreaker. He wondered if they had stamps from whatever country they or…