I think I posted on here about an "article" I read from either Cracked or Mad Magazine in the late 60s about a comparison/contrast between Lincoln and Kennedy. After each connection, the author wrote "pretty eerie," in the drawn out way of the magazine. Anyway, CM3, last night I read your recent blog; and I kept saying, "Pretty eerie." You see, one day before I started school, Mother received a huge, heavy package. She had it set down in the back room and closed the door. She then called each of us kids (five of us) one at a time into the back room, closed the door each time, and talked to us about what was in the box. Inside were brand new, brown Compton's Encyclopedias. When she called me in, she took me up on her lap and showed me one of the books and talked to me about it. Then she let me choose one to look at with her. I will never forget that I chose Volume B and just fell in love with reading. That book had the most gorgeous pictures of birds, especially the blue jay. That helped me along my path to becoming a teacher and life-long reader, just like you!!! Pretty eerie! We are SO much alike and have had so many similar experiences!!! Again I say, pretty eerie!
xo
