While driving around the other day doing errands and various odds and ends (and also pondering my next blog topic) I happened to pass my town’s elementary school. A big black and white sign out front welcomed students and their parents to the school’s annual Book Fair. Immediately my mind took an emotional journey, traveling back in time to those treasured outings when my mother would take me to my schools book fairs and let me pick out any and every book I wanted.
Most children got excited about toys or video games, but not me. Oh no…for me it was books, and my mother–who also loved to read– understood and nurtured this. So, off we went to each book fair or library sale, and even though my mother was divorced and did not make a lot of money, she let me come home with as many books as my bags could carry. With barely contained excitement, I would peruse the book shelves, showing mom this book or that book, but my focus always remained the Black Stallion series, anything Garfield, spooky ghost tales, Fairies, Witches and Warlocks, Robin Hood, and anything dealing with horses and other animals.
Even as I grew into an adult, she and I would venture off in search of other book sales, and inevitably I would come home loaded down with bags and bags of them. Now, of course by this time, my point of interest had switched from childish fairy tales to romances of any sort, which is where the love remains today.
Little did I know back then how treasured those memories would become, or how much those times with my mother would mean to me, especially now that she is gone.
So, dear blog readers, I would love to hear some of YOUR treasured book-related memories, whether it be from your childhood, or even just last week. It doesn’t matter when they happened, only how much the moment ended up meaning to you.
BVS author of “Night Angel”
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