I cherish my first KJV, It is worn and still has blood stains on it.
It was in my lap 40 years ago, on our way to church, when we were in a horrible car accident. 7 of us were in a car when my mother lost control, on a rainy day. We spun 8 times on an expressway, hitting other cars, then was broadsided by a semi truck. We all survived, thank the Lord!
He truly had his hand on us!