This my 1977 copy of Silmarillion. First American Edition, first printing. It has the “Father Giles of Ham” typo; should be “Farmer” not “Father”. On page 229, the right margin between lines 27-32 are slightly cut off.
This is my place for some quiet hours. A place where I can play. To be a kid - to explore, to run around and bump into things. To see things again, as if for the very first time.