I’ll admit that I’ve had a *bit* too much rum this evening, and that’s probably why I’m thinking of these things.

I have a very vivid memory of when I was around 10 or 11 years old – I was living in Tillsonburg, Ontario, and I loved spending time in the library. I spent most of the summer between 5th and 6th Grade reading. The things I remember most were reading basically the whole Hardy Boys series (after a friend of the family bought me the 2nd book in the series, I was hooked – Thanks Miriam ) and also most of the Tom Swift Jr Series – I remember thinking that the concept of Spaceship X was amazing. Travelling across the stars and meeting aliens was an amazing thought when you’re 10 or 11 years old – as well as solving mysteries…. the only two others books that I distinctly remember was a book about different kinds of racing cars – and one called The Frog, or The Toad that had very darkly tinted windows, and an explanation about how the tinted windows working, and a book about different movie monsters, like Frankenstein and The Blob, and old movies about them.

Ahh, good times.