|Dad Wearing Tie on Burro|
Seeing grass, flowers or trees was a rare thing but sunsets were so beautiful they provided all the color one could ever want. The surrounding mountains prevented anything but some radio waves from getting to us, so while we appreciated the Voice of America, which broadcast such excitement as the World Series, for the most part we provided our own entertainment and we read.
An enterprising woman began a lending library to which everyone donated books as a starter. Before long there were a few thousand volumes. These were kept in the basement of the schoolhouse. This was our library for years. We had quite a children's section as well as a great preponderance of mystery books. At the beginning all kinds of donations were welcome from comic books to paperbacks.
We children started reading young and I recall reading my first mystery to this day. It was Caroline Keene's The Hidden Staircase, a Nancy Drew story, and I have been a mystery reader ever since. By the time I was eleven I was opening and closing the library as well as manning the desk. I even did a good bit of recommending of books since I read most everything new that came in the door.
Currently I practice medicine in the Mid-Atlantic region of the East Coast along with my husband. My three children are grown and I am blessed with three grandchildren who live close enough to me that I spend plenty of time with them every week. Three pets take up a bit of time as well.
This year one of my most interesting undertakings has been to join the Global Reading Challenge in which a book lover promises to read several books from all seven continents over the course of twelve months. In place of Antarctica one can choose an interesting subject or other geographic entity such as the seven seas, for instance. Aside from the personal enjoyment, seeing what other participants are reading has doubled the fun.