First, I threw away a book.
And second, I bought a Starbucks product.
Both on the same day. Consider this a confession.
Last August we held a monster yard sale on our road in the country. Neighbours joined in. I had hundreds of books for sale, all from my personal library. I have been collecting ̶ and rescuing (but that is another story) ̶ books for 70 years.
The monster sale was a roaring success. Except . . . that very few books sold.
So, over the next few months, I found homes for the leftovers. And I had hundreds, hundreds of leftovers. The other day, I took the last volumes to Thunder Bay. I planned to give them away to the Thrift Store because nobody else wanted them.
When I told them what I had in the boxes, I was turned down. Flatly. Nobody, it seems ̶ nobody reads Reader's Digest Condensed Books any more. These are good solid volumes, with hours, weeks, and sometimes months of reading pleasure in a single volume. Nobody wants them. Even to build shelving with . . . With a few planks, one could build shelving that reaches the roof. Nobody wants Reader's Digest Condensed Books any more.
The Thrift Store was my last resort . . .
Read the full article with colour photos on E.J. Lavoie's Blog > http://bit.ly/29E8edt .