Pieces of my childhood

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We did not have a lot of fancy furniture growing up, but if mom could select it, it usually was quality. The two small bookcases I moved yesterday were some that I believe my parents had before I was born. I have memories of them when I was about three and a half or four years old. So over sixty years old. These are the most solidly made shelves I have ever encountered. Certainly they are not like the assemble yourself particle board or pressed wood pieces of today. Looking around I probably have more pieces of my childhood here and there It is a connection, maybe even a lifeline to that younger self.