I recently sold a cookbook published by a church in San Diego, Ca and was delighted to receive this email from the buyer:
“I was the organist at Brooklyn Heights Presbyterian Church in the early 1970s, and although I was only there for a year I have many happy vivid memories of that place and its dear people. Many of them had belonged for years and years, so I hope to see some names I know in the cookbook. Looking forward to it!”
Stories like this just make my day – it’s such a thrill to reunite a cookbook with someone who’s got history with it.