For #WorldBookDay2021 a Book-Love-Story in 3 tweets.
Whilst Dad wasn’t a big reader, Mam was avid.
After she passed, my siblings and I returned to Cavan to help clear her things.
We gave away personal items: clothes, jewellrey, furniture and trinkets to family and friends.
Whilst Dad wasn’t a big reader, Mam was avid.
After she passed, my siblings and I returned to Cavan to help clear her things.
We gave away personal items: clothes, jewellrey, furniture and trinkets to family and friends.
I bagged up all her books.
Carrying the first load to the car, Dad stopped me, “Where you going with them?”
“I’m taking them to the charity shop.”
“You are not.”
“There’s bag-loads; what you gonna do with them?” I asked.
Carrying the first load to the car, Dad stopped me, “Where you going with them?”
“I’m taking them to the charity shop.”
“You are not.”
“There’s bag-loads; what you gonna do with them?” I asked.
Dad was a mild-mannered man, but I vividly recall his steely-eyed resolve as he said, “I’ll keep them son, that’s what I’ll do with them!”
Imagine, he couldn’t let go of her books.
I don’t know what they meant to him, I never asked.
But I do know it’s a beautiful-book-story.
Imagine, he couldn’t let go of her books.
I don’t know what they meant to him, I never asked.
But I do know it’s a beautiful-book-story.
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