Wednesday, April 16, 2014

In Print

I've been going through my book collection. My oldest book is from 1848: The Ferry-Man's Daughter by D.P. Kidder

 In 1848, the US was experiencing the Gold Rush, we were fighting cholera epidemics, and opening our first medical school for women. 

 I love the history captured in these old gems.  Lost language and etiquette are kept alive in printed form. It's hard to believe some of these survived through history.  I feel so lucky to own these bits of history.

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  1. My Garden DiariesApril 16, 2014 at 4:48 PM

    So beautiful.... It is amazing that they made it this far! How lucky you are to have these wonderful pieces from the past!

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    1. UnknownApril 17, 2014 at 5:58 AM

      I have my husband's grandmothers entire collection of books from her childhood and some from his grandfather. I just love the illustrations and topics.

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  2. AnonymousApril 16, 2014 at 8:15 PM

    Wow that's amazing! I have an old dictionary that belonged to my Gran .. as old as the hills and weighs a ton. But treasured!

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    1. UnknownApril 17, 2014 at 5:59 AM

      It's even better when a book is passed on from the family. I have quite a few from my husband's grandparents. They are near and dear to me.

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  3. JaneApril 17, 2014 at 6:18 AM

    wow! that is AMAZING! those are such treasures!

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