I remember books in childhood which were read to me. And then books in school. The bookmobile in
summer where we were allowed to check out only 2 books every two weeks when they came around again.
We lived in the country and our closest small town did not even have a library then.
I remember coaxing my younger sister into letting one of her selections go to me since she did not really
care to read anyway. I lived for reading then. So I would get to check out 3 every two weeks.
Later on there were plenty of books available to me and as a pre teen I read every Nancy Drew book ever written.
Did you see the Country Living article last month showing prices for some of these older ND books? I was floored!!! I have all of them here in the store.
I especially love antique books. In the store I have an extensive selection of antique rare and first edition books for sale.
When I sell one I know that the person who buys it is just like me and loves to hold
that old book and cherish it forever. It is just going on a new adventure to another's care.
1 comment:
I'm in total agreement. My first experience with a library was the bookmobile that visited our rural southern Michigan two-room schoolhouse. In junior high I often walked the mile to town to visit a "real" library to borrow "real" books!
Nothing like 'em.
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