I have to tell you that I think this is sad. And not because it doesn't make sense, because it does. But rather, it makes me sad because there was something special about having those volumes lining the shelf in our family room. Just holding one of those books made me feel as though all the knowledge I would ever need was right there in my hands. The encyclopedia made everything accessible.
In my family, we had not only Encyclopedia Britannica, purchased from a door to door salesman, but also a set of World Book Encyclopedias, a gift to my sisters and I from Grandma Mary and Grandpa Mike. Both sets held positions of prominence in our family room.
Ted remembers his set of encyclopedias as well. In fact, in his family there were two sets of Encyclopedia Britannica; a deluxe set in white leather downstairs in the family room, and a red leather-look student edition up in his bedroom. Ted had knowledge, quite literally, at his finger tips.