Last week my husband and I stopped into Schuler's books to find a gift for a friend. As I stopped and stared (and sniffed!) the beautiful candles, lotions and other fancies, I noticed that my husband had left me. After searching the different sections of books that I thought I might find him in, he was nowhere to be found. Outdoor section? Nope. History? Nope. Finally! Sitting in a fat leather chair, surrounded by "How To" books was my husband. He was sifting through the pages of a book on how to build a wood strip canoe.
