My Interest In Sherlock And A Lesson I Have Learned

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MY STORY

I can't say what date or time I first encountered the stories of Sherlock Holmes, but I do remember where it happened. I was rummaging through a storage closet my family called the "toy room" and found them. The funny thing about that room was that the only toys I could locate, were packed underneath tools and other miscellaneous items. As I stepped on various things to get to the toys, I found an old bookshelf that I think we still have. At the bottom of it, there were some old volumes of books. Growing up I had a strong fascination with history. This was largely influenced by my study of the Bible. If I wasn't reading the Bible, I often found myself reading other books about historical personages. I wouldn't say that I was a big book reader, I just really liked old books and history. I found this semi musty, hardback, cream paged book stacked next to some other volumes. The cover didn't have a title, so I had to open the book to find it's title. The opening page read, "A Treasury of Sherlock Holmes". I have no idea who put the book there or how we even got it, but I grabbed that book and claimed it as mine from that day forward. I still have it to this day. (See the image below)