I miss walking in a room of books. My parents had bookshelves that filled walls that I built with my Dad before they moved. I, and most other people that visit

I miss walking in a room of books. My parents had bookshelves that filled walls that I built with my Dad before they moved. I, and most other people that visited the house, would spend a fair amount of time just looking at the books on the shelf. Comparing notes on what they'd read, and asking to borrow books. Looking at the books, and being reminded of the experience you had with them or wanted to have with them was a vitally important part of the process that I fear we've lost.