So The Daily Post wants to know what my most prized possession is.
I’ve always thought of “most prized” in terms of what I would save from a fire if I could only save one thing. Since I received it, I answer: My great-grandmother’s Finish Bible which she brought to the New World from the Old Country. It’s over 115 years old and an heirloom that is one of a kind. Still in decent shape, it sits in a special place in my home, wrapped carefully in handkerchiefs (to continue the pattern of historicity, of course, and protect from dust).
I can’t read it, but it’s a piece of my family, something that was loved by a loved one of my loved ones, and that makes it an irreplaceable treasure.