My deceased MIL's Bible actually, which I found in what was once her treausseaux chest for her marriage to Floyd, a talented but under-employed musician and music teacher.

Dorothy was a pioneering business woman, young mother to Paul, executive PR assistant, writer, and "go to" for, the (male lead, of course) greater metro Chamber of Commerce, the quintessential attractive, 1950s career girl, and a state delegate to the '51(?) Republican convention that nominated and then elected Dwight David Eisenhower, the 34th President of the United States.

I flipped the Bible open, not so randomly really, because it contained a single prayer card for Dorothy's best friend, her SIL, Ruby, wife to her beloved brother, Henry, who was a journalist and an independent publisher of small, mid-western, town-newspapers.

Dorothy/Floyd/Paul/Ruby/Henry's prayer card marked: Isaiah 48