I’m very fond of “Harps and Harpists” by Roslyn Rensch, and when I bought my copy I made sure that I bought the most recent edition.
Since I am such a fan, I decided to buy Dr. Rensch’s books, and attempted to do so via one of the big online dealers.
Somehow I mixed up the titles of the big book of pictures (STILL can’t think of the title unless I see it), and ordered a 1969 edition copy of “Harps and Harpists”.
Although I was plenty annoyed with myself, having spent within a dollar’s difference on each of the books, I thought my teacher would enjoy the gift of the older edition.
Yesterday when it came, it turned out to be a library throw-away with a faded orangey cover that smelled like a dismal old poorly ventilated library. I would never give it to my teacher as a