A book sale is being held this week in honor of a senior colleague, Judy Brown, who is departed, as they say, no longer with us. Proceeds from the sale come from her personal collection and will raise funds for a scholarship in her name.
The books are in excellent condition: most of the hardbacks still have their jackets and the paperbacks were obviously well cared for. Some may have gone unread. One volume, however, The Dictionary of Imaginary Places, has a cracked spine and crumpled cover, like a standard reference tome. Hefty as it is, the volume looks as though it has traveled. And why is there more than one copy of Italo Calvino’s Invisible Cities?