This about sums it up

It was the donated book sales at the Gilbert library. The book looked interesting, thin with a artistic pencil drawn dust jacket. And the book was about libraries. I love libraries, I always have. I met my wife at a library. I worked there, as did she. Definitely worth a closer look, that thin square book.

There was an inscription on the inside. Sometimes I think inscriptions are cool. Inscribed by the author, it can be really cool. But sometimes just a message to the recipient, maybe a gift.

Oh wait, that makes me feel a little sad. Maybe not 'always', hey Granmom...? 

Cheers, nca