Book memories.

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Retrieving our two boxes from the husband’s uncle’s attic last week resulted in a few tears from yours truly. Bittersweet memories overwhelmed me as I unpacked a few of my favorite childhood books.

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I’m not sure how I managed to hold on to these over the years, but flipping through Moldy Warp the Mole immediately transported me back to my father’s lap, listening to that story being read in his marvelously deep and melodic Scottish voice … and I admit my eyes started to leak. No matter how old I am, I’ll always be a daddy’s girl at heart.

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The other books in the box were all over the place subject wise. Civil War buff? Yup. Sap for everything James Herriot wrote? Most definitely.

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As evidenced by another childhood book…Man, Myth and Magic…. I was a strange child. This was a 24 volume series of the supernatural that came out in the ‘70’s. My mother refused to let me have it, so naturally I found book #1 and hid it under my bed.

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Judging from the current listing on eBay, I should have smuggled in the whole set.

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25 thoughts on “Book memories.”

  1. Hey! All those books are BANNED! Especially the Beatrix Potter Books, as they upset PETA for portraying animals by stereotype. Those Civil War Books? Holy Cow! They probably describe The Civil War accurately, and we cannot possibly do that as it does not fit the WOKE agenda. They are off the shelves! The last 6 books say “man”, so are not inclusive. Into the scrap heap they go!

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  2. Weird are children make interesting adults! That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
    I recognize a lot of the Beatrix Potter books. What sweet memories you do have.

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