If I am going to move to Iowa to live in the farmhouse until I die, then I have to take stock of the things I want to take with me. I have limits to what I can keep. Treasures to go through acquired since 1981. So, I will be posting a number of things as I sort through them. Above you find some of my horseback treasures. Left to right, Cowgirl Barbie, Roy Rogers, Lady Godiva Barbie, The Queen of Themyscira, Hippolyta, and her daughter, Diana, Wonder Woman. This is the first of many I will be evaluating, keeping, or discarding. What I have to leave, my wife and daughter will have to dispose of. Some of what I take may be denied me by my Spartan and frugal That will be disposed of in the Northlands.
This plan, of course, is easily thwarted if I die of heart failure before it can be done.
Catch a Falling Star 
It kind of sucks how one person’s treasure is another’s trash.
My house burned to the ground in 2020, the silver lining was that I never had to make any of these decisions about my treasures. I’m 62 now, and making very careful decisions about things I accumulate since.
And the fire didn’t burn my memories of them.
Memories are the treasure that time and villains can’t rob you of.