I do not have a salary, which makes the above seem laughable. My note having a salary means that what I am doing is not a job. I suppose that some would say that it’s a labor of love. As I see it, it’s a labor of necessity. I can’t let the work of other writers, most of which is exemplary, end up being taken to the dump or recycled, particularly when (as we have all proven) there is a need for good reading material.
I took great joy in opening numerous boxes and finding numerous treasurers. There were numerous classics and children’s books. I brought home a children’s book entitled Amish Horses; of course, it is beautifully illustrated. I also brought home a biography of Margaret and H.A. Rey, the writers and illustrators of the books in the Curious George series. During WWII they left France on bicycles when the Germans approached.
I have now sorted through one of seven pallets. The pay is lousy, but the main benefit is well worth the effort. I get to spend considerable time handling and reading some wonderful books.
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