I bet you all thought I was using the title to talk about something stupid I've done lately ("with enough courage, you can do without a reputation").
Or how money is slipping through my hands (well, it is but that subject is painful and I don't want to go there. "I'll think about that tomorrow").
Or how to cook your beans so they don't make you gassy (good topic but not for today. "Fiddledee dee ")
Nope, I'm going to talk about my First Edition of Gone with the Wind. Years ago after my mother-in-law died I went through her stuff. Isn't it nice that I held off until then?
Anyway, one of the things that I kept (not to be confused with all the other crap I've kept. I have totally mad packing skills. Did I tell you that? I do! It's like a gift) was this book. I didn't keep it because I thought it had or may in the future have some monetary value. I kept it because it was my MIL's favorite book.
I knew I could never get rid of it.
Near the end of her life my MIL was too frail to hold a book and her eyes were too bad to see the words on the page. This was a sad sad thing for a former high school Literature and English teacher.
I would come over to her house everyday for tea and cookies and to read to her. It was from this book that we first started our daily tea. It was from this book that we developed our friendship and it was from this book that I came to understand her and to fall in love with her. For 10 years we followed this ritual. Is it any wonder that 10 years after her death I would become a librarian? (Though she wanted me to become a nurse. Poking people with a needle? I don't think so.)
Along with her poetry books it is a comfort to me to have this book sitting on my shelf.
Why did I chose today to talk about this particular book? Because today is the day of a surprise screening of the Gone with the Wind movie in Hollywood.
PS: photos courtesy of http://www.gwtwbooks.com/FirstEdition/PointsOfIssue.htm because I was too lame this morning to take a picture of my copy this morning.