My Lifelong Love Affair with Books and Things That Go Bump
From my earliest memories, I remember the special thrill of holding a new book in my hands, turning it over, investigating the front and back covers before carefully cracking it open and exploring inside. (I should add that by “new book” I mean a book that was new to me – it could be a library book, borrowed from a friend, passed on from a relative or purchased at a local garage sale.