It's the last weekend of a Month

And there are various neighbors moving out. That means there is a bountiful pile of interesting things on the curb for the taking. One of my neighbors has left books. I LOVE books. I discovered the pile last night when I was walking the dogs after work. When we were done walking, I brought them in, grabbed my flashlight and headed back down to the corner.

I scored books! Including, jvmatucha, a small delicate present for you!




There is always room for books in my life.

Always.

And now

for the rest of the story.

So long Paul. You were long a voice of my childhood into adult years. You will be missed.