Moving after 27 years in the same house meant giving away A LOT of books--as in TOO MANY. In fact it was a painful frenzy of packing and pitching. I didn't count how many books I gave away. What I am afraid of now, as I open boxes, over a year since I started packing them, is that I may have given away all of my beloved Georgette Heyers and Dick Francises in my "pitch it now, you'll never pick it up again since you don't eyeball pages any more" fury--and especially when I look at some of the junk that we kept!
UPDATE!!!!!!! I found them!! One box full of DF and one box full of GH!!