I've always been interested in watches but unfortunately it's never been a hobby that I've had the luxury of indulging until most recently. I only have a few items but they each have their own personal meaning even if they aren't very rare. I purchased my Orient with the first paycheck of my new job, Jenny gifted me my Tissot upon graduating university, the Poljot was a lucky buy but my first hand-wound watch and the G-Shock I purchased after passing the extended probationary period of my job.
There's something about a nice watch. Like my film cameras these are machines that have the potential to outlive their owners and be passed on down to future generations. It's an odd thing, I suppose, attaching emotions and memories to these inanimate objects but they do carry and show their history. My Konica Autoreflex TC was gifted to me by my great uncle and while he's no longer with us, I think about him and other family every single time I load a roll of film into it. My Nikon FE is also another heirloom of sorts, gifted to me by a good friend I've known for years and traveled the world with it and now it's my turn.
In an increasingly digitized and fleeting world, these machines are starting to mean more and more to people as they disappear and become rarer. I hope that my own children will be able to appreciate what's possible with a bit of metal, a steady hand and a great deal of patience, regardless of whether it's timing something important or capturing a memory with some light, silver and a chunk of polished glass (and some more metal and a steady hand).