For Thanksgiving, my husband and I road-tripped our way to Phoenix to visit my family and stuff our faces. My family is scattered all over the world, so it was really great to see some of them even if it was just for a few days. My grandfather made the Thanksgiving dinner, and then we had a 2nd Thanksgiving of sorts on Friday, with a massive Filipino meal at my parents' house.
My grandpa let me take home some of the old books I used to read as a child, and I was so excited to sift through them all and relive those memories. My grandparents used to live in a large, cozy house on a lake in Minnesota. Whenever we visited, my brother and I would head for the basement and the "library" of treasured tomes in a tiny room under the stairs. We would read, read, and read some more, and when we left for home, we were always encouraged to take some books with us. Over the years I've slowly collected my favorite books...which were once favorites of my ancestors:
The Wizard of Oz books (I would guess that many people aren't aware this was a series!).
|My great-grandmother's copies of Anne of Green Gables, & Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm (first editions!!). Also, this is Napoleon, the miniature falcon who has been known to kidnap small children!|
|The Patty Fairfield series, clearly a favorite of my great-aunt Barbara.|
|A book inscribed to my great-great-great Aunt Julia.|
When I compare these to my own modern day books, I wonder what of mine will survive 100 years from now. What books from today will be considered classics? And so many of my own books are paperback (because, well, they're cheaper), and will most likely crumble away before any great-great-grandchild gets her hands on them. Which books will go the distance?
I think my project in the upcoming year will be to buy hardcover editions of the books that I really love...