Meanwhile, I have my Le Guin book. It will never depart. My wore out my dads last tshirt last year. It was from an engine reconditioning conference from 1992 or something.
It was pretty much the only white tshirt I owned.
This looks like it was a lovely gift, and how good that you still cherish it after all these years. May you cherish it forever more, and perhaps hand it further down your family tree with an additional inscription.
Awww. Dad gave me a couple of flannos before he died. Mum got upset about it but Dad's like, well I'm not going to need them am I???