I was blessed by being born into a family of readers. One of the first lessons I remember learning is that “books are your friends.” My parents taught my brothers and me to treat books with respect, to cherish the words within them, and, when we had a question, to “look it up.” That love and respect for books and reading nurtured my love of learning and sense of wonder.
So, it’s hardly surprising that the only thing in my life stacked higher than my to-be-read and reads-in-progress piles is my pile of items needing filed. The following books have been pulled from my overflowing bookshelves and are either on my nightstand or next to my recliner — and are in various stages of read-ness: Read more →
