
I found this postcard advertising the 1935 novel, The Heavenly Sinner by T. Everett Harré, in my mother’s copy of Creative Evolution by Henri Bergson.
My father, who wanted so desperately to study as a young man, who fought my mother over her decision to go to university, worked hard to provide his children that opportunity. He gave me a gift upon my completion of the doctorate, the first (and only) in the family. It was a box of five hundred business cards printed on fine onion skin paper with the title “Anthropologist” under my name.