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Although I don't really remember it, I'm sure my mother read to me as a child. I got the hang of reading quickly in first grade, there was just no stopping me, I loved reading so. I remember I used to read all my school books before the first week of school was over, LOL!
I read cereal boxes. I read my parent's Wall Street Journal. If it was printed on paper, I read it back then.
My mother had a set of small red books, all mystery stories, that's what made me a mystery lover. My grandmother doled out my father's childhood books to keep me entertained and bought me some as well.
I got books out of our little church library, oddly enough, given it was a Catholic church, that's where I discovered Harry Kemelman's The Rabbi mystery series.
I woulda killed for reader tech back then ... I *was* that kid with the flashlight and a book under the covers at night, LOL!
Big, nay, HUGE library user my entire life. Had to be, otherwise couldn't afford the habit. My high school library was pretty good, read a lot of classics there.
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