I have been collecting watches for longer than I care to remember however my most "valuable" watch was my first (well second but that's another story). When I was a teen, I would borrow my Dad's watch overnight just to put it under my pillow to listen to it's melody, ocassionally Dad would let me wear it for a day or two and I would constantly marvel at how thin a machine it was given its function.
The poor old watch would get knocked about for years on Dad's wrist as he worked as a storeman in a tyre factory or digging the family garden patch...it only left his wrist if it was on loan to me! I remember at least two occasions where the plexi needed changing after a hard knock but fortunately a quick fix as the watchmaker lived in our street which also meant the watch got a regular clean and oil throughout it's life.
One last treasure, the watch links 3 generations in my family, well at least in sentiment; the watch was gifted to my Dad by his Grandmother.
Now the watch, but don't get too excited, she's a plain Jane but I love her.....