Middle-Aged Woman over at Unmitigated ran a meme about books. Which got me to thinking about me and my books.
DH and I donated tons of books before we moved because we knew we weren't going to bring them all with us. So many were paperbacks, and stuff the kids did not take with them. DH even had a set of Hardy Boys that he put up on EBay. Slowly but surely we weeded through them. A few series we kept. I have, for instance, all the Diana Gabaldon "Outlander" series books. I have a copy of "Little Women" given to me by my godmother for one of my birthdays. We've owned a couple sets of the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy, and I have a set of "Little House on the Prairie" books which DH got for me for Christmas one year. I never read it as a kid.
Probably the oldest books I own are ones owned by my great-great-great grandfather, Alexander Maitland, from Canadian publishers and dated from the 1830's.
I love this electronic age that allows me to download audiobooks online onto my Mp3 player, listen and discard. But nothing will ever replace my books.
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