While growing up, I had a mother who loved to read. In our house there were bookcases lining our walls with books piled high on each shelf. It was because of her, I grew up reading and having a passion for books. When she passed away, a lot of her books were packed away…and I’m not even sure where most of them ended up. I know I have two or three of them (mostly Star Trek books – we both were fans of the show), my sisters have a few, and my Dad has some of them too. So when I received a wedding gift from my cousin Harold and from my Aunt Emily, I was very surprised to open it and discover an old black Bible.
This is what makes this Bible extra special – the handwritten note my Mom wrote when she received the Bible.
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