It must be true, I heard it on the radio yesterday.

National Dictionary Day.

Who besides me would celebrate their dictionary? Maybe I’m not the only one after all!

Here’s a post from August 16, 2016, to prove I could legitimately be a member of the dictionary celebraters anonymous.

“Don’t you have a cherished dictionary?


This one stays near my computer. I use it often–probably averaging 3 times a week–sometimes 3 times or more in a day.

My love of a dictionary goes way back ….”

Well, now that I read that post actually written possibly 3-4 years ago, I see that I have come a long way because I now usually look up a word with my search engine.

I love to ask for the word history and read the fascinating changes of definition.

In writing fiction about a family of potters in the Late Bronze Age when Joshua and the Hebrews entered Canaan, I try not to use words that are too modern.

So most words I use originated pre-18th century.

In looking up that blog post, I found my “favorite word” from my 4th grade personal dictionary, required on the school supply list,  was underlined. Underlined! 

Spell check thinks my word photochromography is misspelled. More likely, it doesn’t think it’s a word. Cause I’m pretty sure it is correct as in my 4th grade dictionary.

Perhaps the real problem is that photography has evolved so that the process it described is obsolete–making the word obsolete. Therefore, spell check does not recognize it.

The next time I see that dictionary, I’ll have to go to page 548 and take a picture of it to prove it is a word.

‘Cause once a word, always a word.

Wouldn’t you say?