A BOOK DAY in Postcards 4

The fiction half of the book section.

Wednesdays are my book days. The end of the month Wednesdays mean we price with a different color tag. The old tagged books from three months ago are boxed and go to the library. Today I box up books. I’m also bringing in two new boxes of cookbooks.

I love working with books. I live in a home where books line almost every wall.

“Have you read all these books,” asked a young lady yesterday. Yes I have.

Another volunteer, Joe, prices books on Tuesdays. Wednesdays I load up the old metal wagons and shelve them. The cookbooks are selling…slowly but surely. Fiction sells best. The Rancho Bernardo Discovery Shop offers book buyers a comfy overstuffed chair. When I started, there was nowhere to sit. Now I have two folding chairs, and usually I find them full of folks browsing.

The non-fiction is another matter. The biographies and autobiographies always sell. I have one shelf of tiny books, they too sell. No matter how dated, most of the travel books sell too. Most of the non-fiction doesn’t sell. I always end up with a mountain of self-help volumes heading to the library. I’m thinking that they can’t sell them any better than I.

All these books are a joy for me….even the self-help.

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• Himself: Things have been slow, but he’s happily losing weight eating his dinner at lunch time..


• Me, myself, and I: Cleared my desk of a but three things. Imagine.


• Reading: Box.


• Captain Poolie: Visited her last night and found her unwakable. UTI and kidney infection.


• Gratitude’s: That we could visit Poolie.