I still have my father's old tackle box just as he left it the last time he went fishing nearly a half century ago. I take it down from the pantry shelf & open it every few years for sentimental reasons. This is now done as a private observance, because in the past, I've shown it to collectors who all said it was a damn shame that the potentially valuable old lures weren't in mint condition in their original boxes but had actually been *fished*.
-John Girach
