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When God Laughs and Other Stories by Jack London.

When God Laughs and Other Stories by Jack London.

The Iron Heel by Jack London.

The Iron Heel by Jack London.

Uncle John’s books.

Uncle John’s books.

The Call of the Wild by Jack London

The Call of the Wild by Jack London

"Leave’m alone, Charley," advised one of the men. "He’s Bill Roberts the Fighter-Big Bill."

"Leave’m alone, Charley," advised one of the men. "He’s Bill Roberts the Fighter-Big Bill."

The Call of the Wild by Jack London.
Illustrated by Philip R. Goodwin and Charles Livingston Bull

The Call of the Wild by Jack London.

Illustrated by Philip R. Goodwin and Charles Livingston Bull

"In the woods, side by side, White Fang ran with Collie." White Fang by Jack London.

"In the woods, side by side, White Fang ran with Collie." White Fang by Jack London.

When God Laughs and Other Stories by Jack London.

When God Laughs and Other Stories by Jack London.

The Iron Heel by Jack London.

The Iron Heel by Jack London.

Uncle John’s books.

Uncle John’s books.

Jack London.

Jack London.

The Call of the Wild by Jack London

The Call of the Wild by Jack London

"Leave’m alone, Charley," advised one of the men. "He’s Bill Roberts the Fighter-Big Bill."

"Leave’m alone, Charley," advised one of the men. "He’s Bill Roberts the Fighter-Big Bill."

The Call of the Wild by Jack London.
Illustrated by Philip R. Goodwin and Charles Livingston Bull

The Call of the Wild by Jack London.

Illustrated by Philip R. Goodwin and Charles Livingston Bull

"In the woods, side by side, White Fang ran with Collie." White Fang by Jack London.

"In the woods, side by side, White Fang ran with Collie." White Fang by Jack London.

About:

Collected books and prints my uncle left behind, mostly by Jack London.

Uncle John was a lover of literature and football. I'm not sure which he was more passionate about, but as he lost his eyesight it was easier to watch football than it was to read. By then though, he had collected an extensive personal library, many of which were duplicate editions of Jack London works. Inside most covers is a code he developed for cataloging, written in pencil in his distinctive handwriting.

Jack London was a socialist who lived in and loved San Francisco, much like my uncle, who, before he lived with us, lived on Franklin St. and worked for a local union. When he died, his one request was to have his ashes scattered at Jack London Park in Sonoma County (which by the way is not legal, but which we may have been able to pull off).