I don’t know what it says about our marriage that Stuart and I found four bundles on our street of Encyclopedia Brittanica – 32 hardbound volumes – from 1990 and it only took us about three minutes to decide to bring all of them home with us like so many lost but knowledgeable puppies.
I guess it’s just a good thing we found each other. Whether that’s Stuart and I, or Stuart and I and the books, I don’t quite know.
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Haven’t you heard? The couple who rescues homeless books together, stays together. But of course.
Haven’t you heard? The couple who rescues homeless books together, stays together. But of course.
When I was a kid, I spen HOURS browsing through my parents’ copy of the 1976 Brittanica, learning all sorts of useless and userful facts. My mom – a freelance editor – still uses it as a basic resource, especially since (unlike wikipedia) there’s no chance of some disgruntled vandal making clandestine edits at 3 AM.