Shelves of books tall ones, wide ones, short ones, cardboard, paperback, musical, brand new, and vintage books sit askew on the shelves at my local GW. The book shelves have become my first stop when I arrive, and my heart breaks to see how people treat these wonderful books.
It's so strange how lessons learned in childhood stay with you throughout your life. Reading was a large part of my life when I was growing up. My mother read and recited classic children's fairy tales, fables, and nursery rhymes to me when I was young, I still have my 11 x 14 Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme book. This book was well loved, and the spine had to be repaired by my father. My favorite part inside of this book was the two pages with the words to, Frog Went a Courtin, my mother would sing this song to me until one day I knew all of the words. I would sit for hours looking at this book. I have passed this book on to my oldest daughter to read to her children.
That's why I'm so surprised when I come across books that have inscriptions written inside. Like this book, I came across...
Inscription inside of....
Was Frederrick disappointed on Christmas day in 1915 when he received this book? While cleaning out the contents of his life did his relatives not care enough to keep a treasure like this, to see grandma's handwriting, to know that it was held by loved ones on that happy Christmas morning, or perhaps Fredrrick had no relatives.
I see many, many inspirational books that have inscription written inside stating the love or friendship to a person sitting on the GW book shelves. I now treasure a book my parents gave me in the early part of my marriage for Christmas one year titled How to Clean Just About Everything. I remember I was a little put out that the book was given to me, but today I love the idea that my father took the time to purchase this book and wrote an inscription inside the cover.