Hang on tight, you are about to enter a blast from the past. For some reason, books from my childhood are resurfacing. I wasn't much of a reader, but I loved detective books especially the ones that came in a series. I realize now, because I had such a vivid imagination and also a daydreamer, I became who I was reading about. I was living the dream right along with the character. I remember this so clearly; it was like it was yesterday. The library was within walking distance of the school, so we were able to go there regularly. It was a sweet get away from our school day. The library was run very efficiently by an English woman with a very thick accent. I can still remember the excitement when the book I had ordered was there for pick-up. Mrs. D would use a rubber stam...