Just the way it is:
Touch, its your first education in this antiques business. I started working on my education when I was just a little toddler. Though, I don't remember it, my Grandmother Richter often said that, as she held me in her lap, that with much passion, I would try to reach my foot out to knock off a beautiful Nippon bowl she had on a display. The family often laughs over this still. But I don't think that I was trying to destroy it. I think I wanted to touch it. As I grew up, I did touch it, in secret, as its moving would have been frowned upon. Far beyond the toddler stage, I would reach out and touch its heavy, embossed gold edges. I would gently rub my finger tip over the pink and yellow roses painted in the bowls bottom. I think that that was the start of my education and how important that touch is to this business. I was encouraged to touch things. Carefully so as not to break them AND to ask first if I could touch items. I can remember the thrill of touching pieces of Fenton glass. The velvety satin glass that was showcased and spotlighted at Brits Department store in Danville.
. But maybe they could touch it as you hold it or touch it as it sits on a shelf. My grandmothers nippon bowl sits in a cabinet in the living room today. I treasure it and though I'm very gentle and reverent with it, I touch it and handle it and think of her. People who are taught not to touch are often preordained not to buy or collect.