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I've been collecting canes for a lot of years. I collect everything, so canes would be another item to collect. Actually, my love of walking sticks goes back to the late 1950s and early 1960s when my parents owned vacation property in Cook Forest, Pa. Our neighbors up the road were an elderly couple who lived in a huge log cabin. It was actually a log house. It was beautiful. In their living room, which was three stories tall with a massive beam ceiling, was a enormous stone fireplace. On the walls at each side of this fireplace was walking canes. They hung on the walls from the floor all the way to the ceiling on both sides. The old man carved them all himself. He was a master cane carver and had done thousands of canes in his lifetime. They lived at the log house all summer, then for the winter months they had their regular home back in Pittsburg. The old woman told us that that home was filled with canes as well.

I have absolutely no doubt that today his cane collection would be worth in the hundreds of thousands of dollars. I took such a delight in this man's canes that I wanted some of my own. So I began collecting canes many decades ago. Now, my collection is no where near the old man's. But I have gotten a few nice ones over the years. Only a couple of mine are actually collector pieces, but I really enjoy them all. I do use them from time to time. Since I am close to 70-years old now, I walk with a cane. So I use some of my collection when we go out formally. The rest of the time I use a standard medical type cane.

This blog is dedicated to Mr. Pink. The old man with the canes. He's long gone now and I would imagine his collection is now probably spread all over the country, possibly the world. Most of them probably now belong to folks who don't even know where they came from or who carved them. What a shame! Mr. Pink had the talent, that was for sure. And he unknowingly planted a seed in the mind of a 12-year old kid to collect canes and never let one get damaged or destroyed. Thanks a lot, Mr. Pink! I owe you one...or, a whole collection.

When you enter my den, the first thing that catches your eyes is my cane stand.