When I was a teenager, I was absolutely nuts for Renaissance art and history (*cough* nerd *cough*). I worshipped Michelangelo. The fact that I lived in a small one horse prairie town in the middle of nowhere did not deter me from my improbable fascination. One day while browsing in a bookstore located in the small city next to our town, I found a slender paperback of beautiful colour photos of Michelangelo's paintings and sculptures. Yea, verily, I coveted that book mightily. It took me weeks to save up the money in order to buy it. Every Friday night when my family went into the city to get groceries at the mall, I would anxiously check at the bookstore to see if the book was still there. It was one of the happiest days in my life when I was finally able to buy it and take it home with me. I still have it. I always will. In one corner of the inside front cover is the original price written in pencil: $2.49. A dollar was worth a lot more 35 years ago. It was harder to come by, too.
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~so i have decided to start at the beginning! to try and play catch up on all you have written...can you imagine...2.49 what a sweet price that would be now...on to more!
Oh dear Debra! This story warms my heart and makes my eyes teary 🥹
You were really a special girl with such sensitive heart 🥰🤗♥️
I could imagine younger Debra looking at the book if it’s still there. I find such anxiousness precious because it motivates us to grow and groom more. You were artist at spirit and such treasure of art attracted you 🥰
I read about Renaissance only in my M A English studies and I was greatly fascinated by era when things lightened up for people and they could see the life in broader and beautiful perspective finally
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