Just two weeks ago, I sat beside the grave of my 10x great-grandfather Thomas Bolles (1644-1727) for the first time. He was my immigrant ancestor who first came to America in about 1668 and is the founder of the Bolles family line here. He is buried in Ye Antientist Cemetery aka Ancient Cemetery in New London CT and I took the photos below. Then today I check my Ebay search alerts and...
Oh... my... god...
It was his family bible, an old Geneva bible from 1615, so old that it pre-dates his entry, which says "Tho Bolles 1696, his book" It had been deaccessioned from the Washington Cathedral Library's rare book collection in 2010 and tucked into the pages was a four page letter, written in 1909 explaining how his father, the author of The Genealogy of the Bolles Family in America, had obtained the book in 1860 for $5 and a promise that it would always stay in the Bolles family. He wrote the genealogy from it and other sources.
It is in rough shape with serious condition issues. I paid through the nose for it, $999. I had to. How could I not? It would have haunted me the rest of my life if I had not come to its rescue. I don't expect to recoup that money, it was a lot, but I did it to save an incredible relic, that has been a part of my family for almost 400 years. I know next to nothing about buying rare books.
So now I have some big decisions to make about how to keep it physically safe and to make it accessible to the Bolles family. For starters I am thinking a fire-safe, climate controlled safe deposit box. I'm a member of the Bolles Family Association and have already sent an email to the organization's president to let him know.
So tonight I'm feeling a little shell-shocked, I've only once paid that much for anything non-essential. My husband, God bless him, has officially earned sainthood for being fully supportive. But like my son said "Just relax, have a good night and know that now it is safe."
Me at Thomas' grave two weeks ago:
View from his grave:
Pics of the bible from the seller
Two pages of the 1909 letter