Last Saturday, Chris and I went to a dollar theater at Superstition Springs mall in Mesa Arizona. As we were leaving the theater, we noticed that the Borders Bookstore in the mall was still open. Most of the other Borders in town are shuttered, so we went in.
Signs everywhere--fixtures being sold, but shelves and shelves of books, most 30% off. We wandered the aisles doing a last check of a store that at one time or another had been a big part of both of our lives. I read that Borders was founded in 1971, in Ann Arbor Michigan. When I arrived in Ann Arbor for graduate school in 1979, I found the store immediately. In a town full of bookstores (new and used), Borders was the best. Wikipedia says that the company tailored its inventory system to fit the needs of the particular communities in which the stores were located (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Borders_Group). Certainly, my ex-wife's employer, the Christian book distributor Spring Arbor, envied their inventory system. But that's beside the point. Over my decade in Ann Arbor, I must have spent several thousand graduate student dollars at that store, and hundreds of hours just roaming the shelves. I think I've said somewhere else on this blog that I had the idea of melding coffee and books while browsing at bookstores in A-squared (as we used to call it). But I'm lazy, and it took Borders itself to actually do it in the 1990's.
When I got to Tempe Arizona in 1990, the alternative bookstore Changing Hands was still on Mill Avenue, and still collected and posted bookmarks from quality bookstores across the country. They had an old Borders bookmark up (as the developers got to Mill Avenue and a Borders moved in down the street, Changing Hands was forced off the street and into South Tempe In an interesting irony, though the Mill Avenue Borders has been closed for over a year, the Changing Hands has flourished, as have other independent bookstores).
Anyhow, the tour through the aisles of the Superstition Springs Borders prompted a wave of nostalgia that left me verclempt. Chris and I had spent many happy hours in the Borders near Fiesta Mall in Mesa, and had bought several gallons of coffee there. As we wandered, we bought a C.S. Lewis Bible (apologies to Lou Markos), two books of travel writing, a video, and (for me) a book of Arizona bicycle tours. Interestingly, the prices still weren't that low. And that got me thinking--the first time I'd ever bought something on Amazon was about 1999, when it wasn't clear that online retailing would even survivie. But even then, one could hear the faint tolling of the death knell. You could find anything, new or used, on Amazon or their partners. Now, I buy almost all of my books on Amazon, bypassing even the publishers. Chris just bought me a Kindle for Father's Day, and I've been buying $10 books for it, and have been looking for PDFs for it too. We've still got shelves and shelves of books in our house, but I see the world changing ("I can feel it in the air"--Galadriel, LOTR movie, Fellowship of the Ring). I don't know what will happen over the next few years, but I'm also assembling electronic anthologies for our literature classes offered online.
