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I always used to carry a paperback in my back pocket wherever I went. The only time it wasn't there was at home.
In high school (about 1954 I think) a teacher saw a copy of my current book "Peyton Place" in my hip pocket and sent me to see the principal. I was sent home and told I had to bring my parents with me to get back in. The next day my parents came and my dad kind of exploded, telling the principal it was none of their business. The book was my parents book. They'd finished it and I was reading it, which was fairly usual. They compromised. I got back to school with a promise not to carry anymore paperbacks in my pocket. I did that till I was finished with that book and went back to carrying them. Nothing was said.
I've always read when I'm in public with nothing to do. Except for that one time nobody ever paid much attention. I don't think it's something people care about unless they see me reading a book that interests them and then they might want to discuss it.
Barry
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