A sweet inscription

I'm a sucker for inscriptions in books, especially old ones. This one was printed in 1946 and has a lovely, bittersweet little note in it. {Plus, my mom calls me Jenny so it I heart it even more.} Sara and I found it at a thrift store in Atlanta and I've been saving it to share on Valentine's day.

As much as I'd love to hear the sweeping romance story behind it, I've daydreamed up plenty of my own for Jenny and Bill.

"To Jenny

I would like this book to be a reminder of those pleasant, but few, very few, times we were together.

Bill Miller"