
Collecting matchbook covers has become a worldwide hobby. We have run into collectors throughout Europe, Australia, New Zealand and Africa—who have repeatedly tried to talk us out of a book of matches we needed to light our cigarets. It costs practically nothing to gather these items, but that does not seem to be the chief reason why most people collect them.
Matchbook covers have a strange fascination. They create dreams of far-off places, of surf-boarding in Hawaii, of cricket in Australia, of bull fighting in Spain and Mexico, of jai alai in Cuba, or water skiing in Florida. They provide the vicarious thrill of a visit to Sun Valley, to the ruins of Pompeii, to the Sphinx and the pyramids of Gizeh in Cairo, to Mount Vesuvius near Naples, to Lake Louise and Banff in Canada, to the great national parks of Southern Africa, and the fabulous luxury hotels of the Pacific and the Caribbean.
Matchbooks are made in many shapes and in every conceivable color and color combination, and most of them are free. Everywhere you go, there are matchbooks waiting for you: in restaurants, hotels, motels, railroad trains, bus terminals, on steamships, and in clubs. There are matches identified with all of our fifty states and practically every other country in the world.
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