I, from an early age have always loved books! To read, to hold, to admire. Turning the first page of a newly purchased book (to me), is just a delicious experience. Sooo, when I went down to our Condo's Library I was shocked when I saw a stack of books with a "For Garbage" on it, my heart started thumping. And the following questions came to mind:
- Who decided?
Anyway, I digress with memories of those long ago days and should get back to my rescue mission. Not wanting any of the paperbacks, I rescued, art books (one was even my own I had left there), and carted them all back to my place. "What treasures!" my mind screamed. I sat down and began to flip through them, illustrations, artwork, all jumped to my eyes. I never get tired of looking at old illustrative works, and of course the greats of Matisse, Picasso...etc.. I discovered why they were being tossed, one of them was thoroughly wrecked (I suspected red wine), the others bindings were breaking. So I salvaged what I could, and patted myself on the back for saving all of these treasures.
Now what to do with them?