A delivery arrived a short while ago with a fine collection of books from Joshua and Dave!
Ahhhh! How I can’t wait to dig into all of these.
The Mary Lincoln biography is a vintage book from a brilliant series, A DISCOVERY BOOK, that I absolutely loved during my elementary school years.
The library at Washington Elementary School was on the second floor, wedged between Mrs. Lane’s fourth grade classroom and Mr. Pyle’s sixth grade classroom with its window, overlooking North A Street and the playground.
The room was long and narrow with bulging bookshelves along each of the two long walls. It also doubled as the secretary’s office with Mrs. Dudley at the helm my first few years, followed by one of my all-time favorite ladies, Mrs. Jan Helpling.
Kindergarten through third grade classrooms were on the first floor and I was always thrilled when I got to climb those wide marble stairs that split at the landing, rising to the top floor where the big kids were. But most importantly, those stairs led to the library on the opposite side of the vast, cavernous hallway.
The A DISCOVERY BOOK were in the middle of the western wall shelving and on the bottom two rows. There were over thirty and I read every single edition.
In 1974, a trip to Thomas Jefferson’s Monticello with my grandparents resulted in me instructing our tour’s docent that the “revolving quintet stand” located, then, in the parlor, was not a music stand but Jefferson’s revolving book stand that belonged in his cabinet (study). Upon leaving, my grandfather, for many years after, explained to my own sons that “your 9 year old dad was quite grumpy the rest of the day because a place like Monticello should know better.”
When I returned to Monticello, nearly twenty years later, the supposed revolving quintet stand was finally in President Jefferson’s cabinet, noted as a revolving book stand.
The Mary Lincoln biography was one I read numerous times and absolutely loved. As I think back, it seems as though I may have had more interest in Mary Lincoln than I did the president. It is nice to have my own copy that I do not have to return to Mrs. Helpling in the school library.
Thank you, my two wonderful boys, for remembering me on this Father’s Day with such (spoken like Teddy Roosevelt) “deeeelightful” reads! Know you are loved…