I collect pins. Pretty much everywhere I’ve traveled, be it museum, historic site or tourist attraction, they all have pins. And they’re easier to pack and display later than t-shirts, figurines or even books (but you didn’t hear me say that!).
Later in the year, I might start showing some of the hundreds of pins I have on a denim duster that hangs in my hallway, but for now, I’m showing off a small collection of literary pins I’ve gotten in the last few years. To keep them all together, they normally live on a gray wool motorman’s cap.
