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Apparently, I was a boy in my teenage years.
I was wandering in the campus bookstore at lunchtime (Yes, I'm still in Bozeman, but they have one here too.) I spotted a dump-bin of paperbacks in colorful retro covers; Riddle of the Sands, She, The Lost World, The 39 Steps, The Prisoner of Zenda, and The Man Who Was Thursday, with a prominent placard reading Great Books for Boys.
I read and loved at least four of those as a teen, and enjoyed the movie of another in my undiscriminating early TV years (which happened shortly after I finished grad school). And, as far as I recall, no-one ever told me I was a boy or even that I had boyish tastes.
I also did some pleasant wandering in the cool sunshine, smelling and photographing the lilacs and crab-apple blossom.

I was wandering in the campus bookstore at lunchtime (Yes, I'm still in Bozeman, but they have one here too.) I spotted a dump-bin of paperbacks in colorful retro covers; Riddle of the Sands, She, The Lost World, The 39 Steps, The Prisoner of Zenda, and The Man Who Was Thursday, with a prominent placard reading Great Books for Boys.
I read and loved at least four of those as a teen, and enjoyed the movie of another in my undiscriminating early TV years (which happened shortly after I finished grad school). And, as far as I recall, no-one ever told me I was a boy or even that I had boyish tastes.
I also did some pleasant wandering in the cool sunshine, smelling and photographing the lilacs and crab-apple blossom.

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Date: 2008-06-05 12:58 am (UTC)(My first library, Ecclesall, has moved into a shiny new building now, making room for a rather unlikely block of flats on the grounds of the Victorian house that used to be the library.)
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