My father taught me the love of words, and their meanings. I remember him at our kitchen table paging through the Webster's he got us. It was a big as a Gutenberg Bible, and just as precious. 'Took us from first grade through college. There he sat through the night with that great book. Searching learning immersed in the wonder of words.
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I still have a Reader's Digest Great Encyclopedic Dictionary that my dad got me when I was fourteen. I still use it sometimes. I've begun teaching myself to bind books, so maybe I'll be able to give it the repair it needs by this time.
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Bless you.
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