This old house of mine is packed with them. Even during my years at sea, I have always picked up used books. Some I revisit from time to time, some I keep because they were my parents', and some I give to any willing taker. Every now and then I run across pressed flowers between the pages.

I've given many books away. Some of those, I hoped to get back, but oh well :/ I probably have a few books I meant to return :/

When I got the books from my grandmother's house, in the mid-70s, I just packed them off the shelves and brought them to my house. I had a chance to look through them in 1980, but it wasn't until 2014 or later that I realized I had my g-grandmother's christening book, maybe my gg-grandmother's, printed in Swedish. Then, during Covid, I realized that several of the Horatio Alger books I had once belonged to my grandfather.

I pressed flowers in a few books many years ago. Right now, have some old photos in a book, hoping to flatten them. lol

yellowed pharmacy label from my great grandfather's pharmacy, 20 miles away, and probably 75+ years old. It really surprised me since the place has been out of business for decades and I'd never seen anything from the pharmacy before. I offered to buy just the label, but they insisted I take it for free which was very nice of them.

That is a neat story