I've found a few treasures before. Not a lot, but enough to keep me searching every time I go in a thrift store.
I love to turn each page and think about all the hands who have touched these pages throughout the years. I imagine the people who read these same words.
Did some young man give this book to his lady suitor? Did a mother pass this book along to her daughter, in hopes that she too would become a romantic at heart, just like she was? Did a husband read these poems out loud to his new wife?
Lavender and Old Lace was what I found. Isn't that a pretty name? The name alone congers up thoughts of romance.
You could tell by the look on her face the story brought her happy memories. So I offered to give her the book.
She said "Oh no honey. If you have never read this story then you must buy this book. I know you will love it."
There were no pictures in this book. Yet, just seeing the smile on that ladies face made me know I had to have this book.
Could this have been handed down to the authors son or grandson? I like to think so.
I can picture it in my mind. The day the book first came out, the author gave one to his each of his loved ones. He was beaming with pride and excitement as he handed each person their own copy to read.
E. Curtis Read took his copy to his study and opened it and put a book stamp with his name inside the front cover. Letting the world know this was his copy. He too was very proud of his father's book.
Don't these two old books look great displayed together?
I'll use it this summer on our outside dinning table.
I loved it at first site.
You just never know what you are going to come across in your searches when you go to Thrift Stores. It's the hunt that makes them so fun to go to.
Sometimes you leave empty handed but often you find a great treasure or two. Surely enough times to make you want to go back again and again.