Every September, the weekend after school starts, one nearby church has a rummage sale. We've gone nearly every year that I can remember, including six years ago when Mr. Fixit had just gotten out of the hospital. It's almost always worthwhile, and this year's was even better: they had a whole room just for books. Somebody, I'm guessing either a retired teacher or just a history nut, had donated boxes of mid-century textbooks, teachers' guides, and other books of about the same vintage.. I would have liked to spend more time there, but we had to get groceries too.
So this is what came home:
Alan Grant might have liked?). A vintage school copy of The Merchant of Venice, a bit marked up with student notes. And a Sunday School prize book which is kind of neat because not only does it have a 1932 inscription on the flyleaf, it still has a sticker inside from a bookstore that was here in town at that time.
Roland Bainton's biography, fairly beat-up, of Martin Luther.