I love to visit Found Magazine on-line. If you've never seen it, google it because I'm too lazy to put up a link right now.
I've always been fascinated by the little scraps of peoples lives I find in the bottom of carts at the grocery store, or on the street, or in the glove box of used cars. But I've found another great source of these treasures; inside old books.
I volunteer for our local Friends of the Library book store and my job is sorting and shelving the donated books that come in. People put highly personal things inside of books, and then forget about them. It's a real glimpse into another time and place. I find newspaper clippings, old money, (rare...usually an American one or five), bills, receipts, recipes, grocery lists, photos, and....notes to God and dead pets. Yes, really.
Here is one I found inside an old, well thumbed copy of "Little House in the Big Woods" by Laura Ingalls Wilder. It pulled at my heart strings.
God, I too hope Mitse is with you in the Garden!
1 comment:
How sweet.
I can relate - in fact, I often leave whatever scrap of paper I'm using as a bookmark in the book after I've read it (unless I still need it) so that next time I read the book, I have a bit of my own history to look at and remember. Since I almost always have a book nearby, I often end up scrawling phone numbers or notes inside the back cover - when I see them again, I am reminded of what was happening in my life the last time I read that book.
Am I a bit weird?
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