Friday, August 26, 2011

Library fines

Mother is listening to a digital book from Talking Books & I heard this prhase before I turned my hearing aid off:
People will believe what they want to believe.
So true, but I don't even know what the book is about. I think it's an Amish romance. She enjoys sitting here listening to books.

I saw the July 4th entry & thought, "I owed $2.25 in fines? I could have taken that money & bought a book for my Kindle4PC. By owning it, I could have kept it as long as I needed to finish it." Maybe I'd better rethink this.

Then again, I went down to the chicken coop the other day because I was positive there was a wooden chair with arms down there. Mother has a hard time getting up & down from the kitchen table & I thought a chair with arms would help her get up & down. I slid the door to the chicken coop & there was a cardboard box with a water-soaked, warped lid. It was one of those nice white legal boxes you can fold, full of books. The first layer of books were also water soaked. These books are OLD. A lot of Harlequin Romances before the Harlequin Romances started getting sleazy.

I pulled the box out & set it on the trampoline. I was stacking the books on the tramp & looking at them. Don came down & I told him I'd found a lot of romances. I said it like I had found a guilty secret. I don't read a lot of romances. He looked at the books I had pulled out & said, "Does Dorothy Gilman write romances?" It wasn't an incredulous question, it wasn't a sarcastic question either. It was just matter of fact.

I stopped, thought for a minute, & said, "No. I don't think so."

"You found a lot of books then, didn't you?" he said.

But, I felt badly that the books had sat there in a leaky shed for so many years. Now, the box isn't even sitting in a shed. It is out to the side of the couch in the car port.