My mother used to leave people’s homes saying, “Well, they had a nice library.” Or “Can you believe it, not one book in sight! Do you think they even read???” My sister and I grew up believing that books had to be seen, saved, and, most importantly, displayed. Because of this we both have spent much of our transcontinental lives overpaying grossly for exceptionally heavy boxes of books to be mailed from one place to another, books from high school, college, graduate school and so on...