My mom used to take my sisters, my brother and me to the library. She told us, “You can check out as many books as you can carry.” I remember taking home ten or twelve books. I could have carried more, but once I had chosen a few I was ready to start reading. My favorites were books about battleships, submarines, airplanes, bows and arrows. I loved books with cut-away drawings, exploded diagrams revealing the inner workings of complicated machinery, how stuff works. In the beginning I never considered the time, effort and love required to produce such a book. I’ve since expanded my reading diet. I’ll occasionally read a novel, but I still tend to prefer non-fiction. I’ve grown to appreciate a well-written description in place of an illustration.
This blog pales in comparison to all the books I’ve enjoyed over the years, but I want to continue the tradition of people sharing their knowledge, research and experience with complete strangers. That’s my dream. In reality the information content of this blog is paltry.
Thank you for indulging me.