
From the Editor’s Desk
I have a serious problem with controlling myself in regards to the purchasing of old books. It’s the one thing I can never walk past at an auction or estate sale without buying at least one. Additionally, on many of my travels, I have managed to find some dusty, old book store stacked floor to ceiling with piles of books, some dating back to the 1600s (but definitely out of my price range). When I travel by air, I also only ever bring a carry-on bag, no matter how long the trip, so I only can usually bring one of those books home. The book is usually the extent of my souvenir purchase - but I can tell you where every old book in my house came from.