Me and my box in action. The Library always has someone photographing the sale. This year they again captured an image of me for posterity. I’m second from the left. The man in the front, with the Hendrix and Stones under his arm, and his wife or girlfriend (or sister or personal assistant, how should I know?) beat me to most of the good stuff. After waiting an hour in line for the doors to open I paused when I reached them to let a little old lady with a walker get in ahead of me without being trampled. My good deed may have cost me some Stones and Hendrix albums. Watch out next year, little old ladies!