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The Edition before the First Edition.

A lot of crazy stuff going on in the 1950s. Television was a new thing, really. There were radios in every home, but most of the living rooms with TVs were located in New York City – that’s where the few TV stations that existed were broadcasting.

Books?

Who knew what was going to happen with those old throw-backs?

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There was that whole Cold War thing, worrying about nuclear bombs and Communists. The world was playing out like Science Fiction, except most libraries didn’t even stock the genre. They weren’t considered literary enough.

All those scenarios were playing on the mind of Ray Bradbury, who combined several of the elements to create a short work of fiction called The Fireman. In the novella, Bradbury expanded a book-burning premise and a totalitarian government element from two of his previously published stories.

He had rented a typewriter in the UCLA library’s basement for twenty cents an hour and spent a couple of weeks pounding the keys and cranking out his tale. Galaxy Science Fiction was a new magazine at the time, and Bradbury’s story was the featured fiction in the February 1951 issue.

An editor at Ballantine Books read it and immediately contacted Bradbury, urging him to add enough to the narrative to double its size. Fahrenheit 451 was the resulting novel, said to have been completed in nine days in that same basement at UCLA.

It took a little time to get the manuscript onto the printed page, but it has been in print ever since. It has held its own against other cautionary tales concerning government involvement in conformity and censorship. Ironically, the work itself was censored for years before a friend pointed out to Bradbury that the publisher had taken a red-pen to eliminate words considered too adult for teen readers.

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Fahrenheit 451 is required reading for some high school classes, and while it has been around for more than sixty years now, it is certainly a less-dated classic than some of the 19th Century titles on school reading lists.

It made quite the impression on me as a young reader.

Needless to say, First Edition copies of the book are fairly expensive to come by – that’s why I was tickled when a copy of The Fireman – the story that became Fahrenheit 451 – landed on the front counter. It’s in the 1951 issue of Galaxy magazine which arrived with Scotch-tape on the cover along with some creases and age-tanned pages.

That’s okay.

If it wasn’t for the little magazine and the story it contained back then, I would not be selling copies of Fahrenheit 451 this week to back-to-school English students.

Oh, and by the way – if the title has never been explained – 451 degrees is the average temperature at which a book will burst into flames. (A scary thought for booksellers to consider!)

We’ve got plenty of other hot book ‘round here, so…

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow OK!

A tune up and fresh coat o’ paint. Book band-aids.

My suggestion to her was – get a nice ribbon to tie around it and put in on the shelf as a keepsake. She didn’t go for that.

It was her father’s book, when he was a young boy. Still has some of his scribbles in it, along with his name in grandma’s penmanship. The lady who brought the book into the shop wanted to be able to open the front cover and read it. She was hoping for a book that wouldn’t shed paper scraps every time it was picked up.

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So, here we are.

I’ve never professed to being a book doctor. More like a first aid station. There are some old world bookbinders around the Tulsa area that can put your ancient family bible back to rights, but I’m more of a practical restorer. Usually I can get a book up and reading without a lot of fanfare, but in a condition sturdy enough to last another fifty years, give or take.

Today’s specimen had already lost the front cover and four of the initial pages of the book. The back cover was hanging by a couple of threads, so I went ahead and pulled that loose tooth.

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The ribbon suggestion on my part was simply to allow the book to remain as a keepsake, with the remains – such as they were – in exactly the same condition as it was when the book was passed into her possession.

But I’m certainly in favor of getting a Model T back on the highway. Maybe sporting a new paint job.

I’ve included a couple of pictures of the early stages of the project. Loose boards (the front and back covers), and the book block in a press. The other image is the artwork that will replace the old on the front cover.

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Had to decide whether I should put the book back the way it arrived or to upgrade it a little. It’s sort of like a car restoration that includes new tires and a tune up, but leaves the old paint job and some rust around the edges. I opted for sanding and painting. You can see in the image how difficult it was to even see the cover art for all the scuffing.

I’ll turn over a copy of the faded front cover with the finished project to preserve the sentiment, and attach the restored version of the art to the book’s front.

A leather spine and cloth binding are in the plans and should be in the works in the next day or two.

Hopefully, the repaired book will keep honor the memory of the woman’s late father, while providing a bright and tightly-bound reading source for decades to come.

Plenty of books in great reading-shape on the shelves here at the shop, so…

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow OK!

Walking the Rose. Lofty views.

He walked to work every day. Maybe it wasn’t as unusual back then as it is today. But Grandpa Ray lived close to the Palace News and was probably halfway there in the time it would have taken to get the car started. I’ve thought more than once how convenient it would be to live in a Rose District loft and just hoof it over to the store.

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They’ve finished the Lofts at 222, the new living space above Andolini’s, and contrary to rumors that all the apartments had been leased – the agent who dropped off some brochures indicated there are several still available. I was surprised at the reasonable base rent amount for what I’d heard described as upscale lofts. Maybe I could sell the Firebird and its related expenses and become a walk-to-work-er.

Of course, with a weakness for pizza I’d have a tough time with the pies cooking right downstairs.

They’ve got the name on the exterior, at last, and the big now-hiring banner must be an indication that the opening of the restaurant is at hand. I’ve heard September, which is closer than we realize, the way the time races by.

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2015 is more than half-way gone (and I haven’t seen a single Christmas ad yet!) and we’ve already had a hint of some fall-like morning temperatures. No doubt there are plenty more steamy days left, and White Linen Night in the Rose District will give everyone a chance to browse the shops in the cooler evening hours this Saturday.

We’ve had folks eating lunch on the sidewalk this week. (They were actually sitting at the table out there, rather than eating on the sidewalk… Where’s the editor, anyway?) And despite – or maybe because of – the rush for back-to-school readiness, Chef Dustin and I have been hopping at lunchtime.

I look at Grandpa Ray in that old WWII era picture and wonder what he would think about his grandson and great-grandson serving up food and drink like he’s doing there. His place in Parsons, Kansas was very similar to what we have here in the Rose District. (Well, I suppose we do have a little more room to spread out here… everyone looks a little jammed up in the photo.) He sold sandwiches and a cold beer or two. Magazines and what not.

Cigars.

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I remember the cigar box as the crayon-and-pencil-holding carry all back in elementary school. Every time that box was opened, I got a blast of Roi-Tan or King Edward. Carrying crayons in a tobacco-product box is probably not politically correct these days, and Grandpa Ray certainly wouldn’t get away with chomping on his cee-gar at the beer tap.

We’ve got Blue Moon on our tap here at the shop, along with a Shiner Bock. Fresh-brewed tea. Soft drinks. And some tasty lunchtime fare.

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow, OK!

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