Grandma’s Bookcase is crammed full of old books, letters, newspapers, and family mementos. My great-great-grandfather, Samuel Wilkerson Young (1834-1909), initiated the collection, and successive generations of Youngs have contributed various items. The contents are eclectic, ranging from Samuel’s palm-sized Bible dated 1846, to my father’s 1944 agricultural text book on farm machinery, to a lock of Grandma’s hair.
Several months ago, after the death of my father, the bookcase and its contents were passed on to me. Sadly, all the items are in various stages of deterioration, and, in their current state, will not survive another generation. So, what do I do with this cache of family history that “moth and dust doth corrupt”? I am going to share it via the Internet.
Every Wednesday I will examine, and pass on to you “what’s in Grandma’s bookcase.” However, if you are longing for a good whiff of the strong, musty smell of decayed paper, you’ll have to come to my house.
The first item is a handmade card from a little boy to his Mama.