I can't say I wasn't warned.
A few weeks ago, I wrote about a columnist for the Guardian who suggested that people who own lots of books are smug and middle-class. She is giving her books away.
Reader Joseph W. Smith III of Montoursville, Pa., responded to me right away. "You're gonna get a pile of mail about your recent column," he wrote. "We book-buyers are an opinionated lot."
He was right. We are, and I did.
Most of you didn't bother taking the columnist to task for her opinion — instead, you wrote to tell me why you love your books and why you keep them.
Well, OK, Vivian Ramalingam of Roseville had a swift, tart comment about the columnist ("The person who made that claim is an idiot"), but then she went on. "I own a first edition of a chrestomathy of the works of Cicero, which I bought for a few dollars off the back of a station wagon containing the library of a decommissioned monastery. I am a musicologist, and my MO is to place works of music in their most general contexts, sometimes using the smallest details. People come to my home and remark about my 'large library,' but all I see is miles of individual, wonderful words."
Many others also keep books for reference, including Anne Habermehl of Cortland, N.Y. "As a scholar, I buy books that I want to keep for reference. Apparently [the Guardian columnist] buys books for a light afternoon read."
Robert P. Krebs of Pascagoula, Miss., keeps books so that he can reread them: "As we age we reread them for new lessons, for the books have not changed: we have."