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viva amoreOriginally published at stories.JeBas.us. You can comment here or there.
It often surprises me how often people will decide what has been said before the other person starts talking. I'm not talking about sales people turning away a potential customer. I'm talking about the simple assumption that we know what the other person is saying. My grandfather had a great example of this.
Now my grandfather loved books. He read, and he read a lot. In his library, there were histories, biographies, political treaties, and loads of science fiction. It was rare that he would pass by a book store and not purchase something. His library was continually expanding, and in his last house, it had expanded to completely fill the unfinished basement of the house. It was not a small collection of books.
Now while he was in that last house, the county government had expanded their library system, and they were looking for books for the new shelves. My grandfather called the number advertised, and stated that he had a rather large collection, and they could have anything that thought they would need.
"Why thank you Mr. Ford. If you will drive them by the local branch nearest you, we will be more than happy to examine them."
My grandfather tried to explain to them that he had a rather large collection. He also stated that he was in his early 80's and could not possibly carry that many books down to the library.
"That's alright Mr. Ford. I'll be driving through that area on Thursday to pick up some other donations from our house bound patrons. If it is all right, I will stop by your house as well."
My grandfather agreed.
She arrived in a small Honda Civic that was already half filled with junk. My grandfather showed her in, and began to explain his collection again. He offered to guide her through his stacks, but she refused.
"Mr. Ford, I have a strict guideline on what is acceptable to the library and what is not. I have occasionally had arguments with people because these guidelines did not include some of their favorite books. Therefore I prefer to go through these books alone."
My grandfather then showed her to the basement, and asked if there was anything additional that she needed.
"No, Mr. Ford. I have everything that I need," and she holds up a single paper grocery sack.
He then pointed to the door, walked back up the stairs, and sat down in the living room. He opened his paper, and waited for her to complete her task.
About an hour later, she comes back up stairs with a rather humbled expression on her face.
"Mr. Ford, I may need a little help to go through your complete collection. Is it possible that I could come back at a later time, with some help?"
I'm sure that this brought out a chuckle in my grandfather, and he agreed. A few days later, she returned with three burly men and a rented truck. It took them almost three weeks to go through everything in my grandfather's basement. And when the finished, they had removed over three quarters of the books.
After that, my grandfather was given a special treatment by the library system. Of course it also provided my grandmother no end of amusement as my grandfather would go the library to check out a book that he donated.
I'm good