It's probably what I'm most excited for concerning my impending move. My parents call it the Library. It's our upstairs living room and my father has been working building those shelves for most of my life while they've both been filling them for much longer. Dad put up the ladders last summer. The crown molding was just finished last week. It's really nice despite the ancient couch and vestigial OSU themed linoleum left over from when it used to be a kitchen for a duplex. There's an Art History section, language section, fiction as well as non-fiction sections, and the baseball section. Maybe I'll finally have time to catalog it all in MS Access.There is another half of the wall on the left side of the picture that you can't see plus another half of the wall next to the doorway I was standing in. Pardon my clunky image stitching. Until someone realizes that people on PC's need good photo editing it'll have to do.
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