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So I found the book that has the Murphy bed in it--
whatwasthatbook helped me find it. It's Roller Skates by Ruth Sawyer. The same place helped me find another book I'd been trying to think of while on vacation, which turned out to be The One Hundredth Thing About Caroline by Lois Lowry.
Earlier this year, at Wiscon, I was reminded of The Wonderful Flight to the Mushroom Planet by Eleanor Cameron.
What all of these things have to do with each other is that I remembered we had a box of children's books in the basement and that perhaps if I found that these books would be in there. I looked, but the box wasn't there.
My next theory was that this box got put in the storage unit during the years when my family used same, and might be in the garage still. Unfortunately, when I put this theory to my mother, I did not get "oh yes! We should go out and look tomorrow morning!".
I got, "no. There were some books that got ruined with water damage while we had the storage unit, though. They were warped and moldy, and I had to throw them out."
Even though it was years ago, and I didn't notice or care then (I was a Big Girl and much too old to read such books), and I certainly can't do anything about it now, I am still mourning them tonight. I just remembered about these books and how excellent they were, and now it turns out that they ended up in the garbage, moldy and warped and water-damaged and unloved. My mother didn't even remember us owning those books.
But, she said, she has Paypal credit from eBay and if I sent her a list of the books I remembered as being in that box, she would buy me replacements from eBay or Amazon.
Don't I have a good mother?
Of course it will never be the same--but still.
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Earlier this year, at Wiscon, I was reminded of The Wonderful Flight to the Mushroom Planet by Eleanor Cameron.
What all of these things have to do with each other is that I remembered we had a box of children's books in the basement and that perhaps if I found that these books would be in there. I looked, but the box wasn't there.
My next theory was that this box got put in the storage unit during the years when my family used same, and might be in the garage still. Unfortunately, when I put this theory to my mother, I did not get "oh yes! We should go out and look tomorrow morning!".
I got, "no. There were some books that got ruined with water damage while we had the storage unit, though. They were warped and moldy, and I had to throw them out."
Even though it was years ago, and I didn't notice or care then (I was a Big Girl and much too old to read such books), and I certainly can't do anything about it now, I am still mourning them tonight. I just remembered about these books and how excellent they were, and now it turns out that they ended up in the garbage, moldy and warped and water-damaged and unloved. My mother didn't even remember us owning those books.
But, she said, she has Paypal credit from eBay and if I sent her a list of the books I remembered as being in that box, she would buy me replacements from eBay or Amazon.
Don't I have a good mother?
Of course it will never be the same--but still.
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Date: 2009-08-24 05:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-24 09:04 am (UTC)and yes, you have a good mother
and omg! I remember that book too! but not the Murphy bed part.
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Date: 2009-08-24 10:24 am (UTC)Now I hang on to my kids' books. They'll want them in a decade or two.
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Date: 2009-08-24 12:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-26 05:39 am (UTC)