Thursday, October 18, 2012
Of all of us, my dad had it the hardest. With his sheer tonnage of books, he was constantly in a state of packing and unpacking boxes of books. He had a series of shelves which could be broken down and reconstituted in a matter of hours. He had this system down. But the actual moving of books was by far the most trying task due to their weight and volume.
Here I present to you an original copy of my father's short short on the chaos and mania he felt moving his books from New Jersey back to Cape Cod in the late '60s. I give you, The Long Book Haul.