Still Obsessive After All These Years

He's the polar opposite of the great man who taught me about life and sport

Obsessed? You say I'm obsessed? With what, obsessed? Oh, you mean these Studebakers. Well, in fact, they happen to be the largest collection of Studebakers in North America, if you don't count Phillips in Bismarck, N.D., with his to-say-the-least questionable "rebuilt" engines. I don't think so. How do you like these Zippo lighters--1,110, if you're counting. I certainly am. What about my Marilyn Monroe movie furniture, my Trekkie memorabilia, my Daisy Buchanan, my Holy Grail, my double helix? Call me obsessed? What do you think of this church ceiling? Took me 10 years hanging in air to get the God's-hand-to-Adam right....

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