Not all of the items in Special Collections are particularly old, but they are all pretty amazing.
Pictured above is a collector’s edition of Cat’s Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut. This book was personally signed by the author and also contains an inscription addressed to Loree Rackstraw, a long-time friend of Kurt Vonnegut’s with whom he also had a brief romantic relationship. These two friends met when Vonnegut first began teaching at the Iowa Writer’s Workshop and remained close until Vonnegut’s death in 2007.
If you are interested in learning more about the relationship between Loree Rackstraw and Kurt Vonnegut, feel free to check out Love as Always, Kurt, a memoir published by Rackstraw in 2009.
A 1581 almanac accompanied by ten leaves of paper which have been made erasable by coating with a thick layer of gesso and shellac. An owner would write on the treated paper with a stylus and then wipe the surface clean with a little moisture.
Writing tables with a kalender for xxiiii yeres with other necessary rules, the contents therof you shall find in the other side of this leafe,1581.
Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.
Newspaper is highly acidic, and over time can leave an “acid burn” if left in a book! This book is from 1916, so this scrap of newspaper has really left its mark over that long period of time! [Stein Z1008 B61]
Today’s picture for invisible illness is a personal one. This is one of about 30 notes that my friend has received since using her handicapped placard. I’m going to say this to you, have you ever seen someone get out of a car parked in a handicapped space and said to yourself “they look too young or they don’t look disabled.” I’m going to go with yes you have, because we all have at one time. I can’t remember doing it, but before I understood the difficulties of invisible illness when I was younger I probably did. Let me ask you this though, when you had that thought was it because you knew with 100% certainty that they weren’t handicapped or did you assume that because of their age and/or not seeing a cane, walker or wheelchair? All I’m asking is that we stop and think when we someone need a mobility aid, park in a handicapped space or say they are disabled that we remember this “DISABILITY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH AGE OR APPEARNACE.” #spoonie #invisibleillness #disability #chronicillness #rheumatoidarthritis #lupus #fibromyalgia #myofascialpainsyndrome
If nothing else, this post needs to be seen around the internet more. This harassment is not okay and no one should have to deal with it on top of having an invisible illness. This is just another form of anonymous bullying to add to the internet bullying these TROLLS are capable of.
If you are healthy, please reblog. If you are sick, please reblog. If you have a disability, please reblog. If you have an invisible illness, please reblog. If you know someone with a disability, please reblog. If you are a human being, please reblog.
Let’s spread the word and help those of us that may not look like it.
Ignorance isn’t bliss, ignorance is ignorance.
I never thought about this wow
things like this are why I’m too scared to get my disabled parking badge
I got in an arguement with a co-worker about this. She has an elderly mother who has a handicap tag and she was complaining that you can ‘tell’ some people don’t need it. I kept firing back with no you can’t, no you can’t, but she wouldn’t let it go.
this shit pisses me off. My work can hardly accommodate all the employees for parking & most of the time I have to park at an overflow lot which is about a block or two away from the building. Normally, it takes me like 5 minutes to walk from there. But before I got sufficient treatment for my disordered uterine bleeding, the copious amount of blood I was losing every day made me very weak and I tired very easily. I would be completely exhausted and usually lightheaded by the time I got inside. I strongly considered applying for a temporary placard, but this right here is the exact reason I didn’t. I also felt like I didn’t deserve it because there are so many people who have it way harder than I did and the parking at work is atrocious enough without taking away one of the few designated spots from someone who needed it more than I did.
Also, my best friend’s aunt has a permit due to her heart issues and you would never know it by looking at her, so people who find it necessary to comment on whether or not people deserve a handicap spot need to shut the fuck up.
This shit is wrong, and the note writer should be fucking ashamed of themselves.
I’m just in the process of getting a handicap placard because of my spoonie illnesses and I’m just like. @.@ Just because I don’t always use my cane doesn’t mean I don’t need it. Sometimes you’ll see me in a wheelchair, doesn’t mean I don’t need it when I’m not in one. SIGH.
My mom says:
Collect them, don’t read them, and when you get ten at a time you can get a treat for yourself. I like that plan.
This is such bullshit.
I actually know of a woman that ended up getting a handicap placard because she was a veteran from IRAQ, and had to deal with tons of roadside bombs.
So she got massive PTSD and had some major panic attacks walking through a line of cars, especially a huge parking lot.
Like literally every parking lot for her, walking through it was like walking through her worst memories, and her worst nightmares.
So obviously the handicap spots were what she needed.
But people see her and think “whatever you look healthy.”
Fuck you, she went through that shit under the orders of the US government and y’all are concerned because unless you see a person who has problems walking you think they’re not disabled.