I need a bit of help.
A friend of mine calls me today. They ask, “Have you read any Jules Vernes?”
It’s not a question I get asked every day. I pause a moment then answer, “I’ve read his most popular works: 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, Mysterious Island, From the Earth to the Moon, Journey to the Center of the Earth. Why?”
They respond, “How about the Morte d’Arthur? There’s a new English translation.”
A few months ago, I donated almost 300 books to the Books For Soldiers program. It felt good, but the process was a bit complicated. In order to help others feel as good, I’m going to go over the complete soup-to-nuts procedure for donating books in the same way.
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OK, troops. Everyone who doesn’t have to pay a thousand dollars to get their car’s air conditioner fixed, take one step forward.
Not so fast, Seligman!
"But Sarge, you told me not to step forward on Monday, for my last car repair!"
Don’t give me lip, Seligman! Now drop and give me two big ones!
OK, this kinda hurt. Then I think about the women in ‘s book. I can feel lucky that I can pay for this and still go to Free Spirit Gathering and Fires of Venus. This is at most a serious annoyance, not a disaster. The same cannot be said for everyone I know.
I give my thanks. My gratitude is reflected in this month’s Kiva donation.
Today I received a letter from one of the servicemen to whom I sent books. It was my first confirmation that the packages I sent arrived at their destinations.
It was a nice letter. It went over the categories of books I sent him, explaining how he appreciated each one. I was impressed; I hope he has an opportunity to write professionally in the future.
He also confirmed something that someone not in the military had told me: Outside of work, there’s very little for the soldiers to do. I was worried that I’d sent too many books. I’m now assured that that’s not the case!
Wherein I engage in undue speculation on the fate of volumes that were set adrift about this weary world.
About four months ago, a small cut on my foot turned into a skin ulcer; I’ve already described the circumstances. Since then, I haven’t been able to do much in the way of effective exercise.
Last week, my podiatrist told me: Give it one more week to all the wound to develop another layer or two of skin, and you can start your long walks again. This was great news! I couldn’t have asked for a better birthday present. (This is a lie, but Joyce is booked.)
This has its advantages. For one thing, all my Wicca-, pagan-, and magic-related books are in one place my students can access easily, in case they have to reference something.
It also has its disadvantages. The biggest one so far: What the heck happened to my copy of The Elements of Ritual?
Oh, well. I hope whoever has it now is getting some benefit from it.