GUYMON, OKLAHOMA -- If you want to pay a visit to Jimmie Draper's farm just west of Guymon you'll need a lot of time.
His place is big, first of all, but it's Jimmie's collections that take time to go through.
"I don't know if I'll ever get it all put up," says Draper.
"Is there anything you don't collect," asks a visitor? "No," he replies.
It takes a half-hour for him just to turn on the lights, and that's without his broken hip, suffered when he slipped on ice outside one of his many metal buildings.
Inside you'll find his vast collection of collections.
On an abbreviated tour Draper showed a collection of thousands of records, cassettes and 8-tracks.
He has juke boxes, old radios, washing machines and washing boards.
He's like a giant vacuum cleaner of old stuff.
Once here it never leaves. "I've got one rule," he declares. "When it comes in here it stays here."
Baseballs, license plates, cars, trucks, wagons.
Some rooms we just skipped for lack of time. "That's my wood room," says Draper as we walk by without going in.
There are collections of canes and umbrellas hanging from the ceiling.
There is no greater collection of stuff in any Panhandle, including his collection of iron skillets.
"Would you call all this organized hoarding," asks his afternoon guest?
He laughs and says, "You can call it whatever you want to."
The nice thing about Draper's stash is that he likes to share.
If you have a group and need a place to meet he opens his doors.
If you're not interested in one thing he might take it down and replace it with another collections.
Draper's private museum is a bridge to the past, and yes, he collects bridges too.
To learn more about Draper Farms go to www.draperfarmsheadquarters.com