What was your favourite picture book? What was special about it?
I loved the rhythm and the rhyme of it and the pure silliness. I remember that my parents had friends that we would go visit, whose kids were older than me so weren’t terribly crazy about having to play with me. But they had a whole set of Dr. Seuss books! Every chance I got, I would sneak into the living room (while our parents played cards in the kitchen) and hide in the corner by the book shelf and read their Dr. Seuss books. Bliss!
What was the first chapter book you read?
Island of the Blue Dolphins by Scott O’Dell
I borrowed it from the book trailer that came to the parking lot in front of the Safeway (?) on Grant Road in Regina when I was in grade four.
What was your favourite chapter book? What was special about it?
My first always remained my favourite. Island of the Blue Dolphins was so exciting! And it was about a girl! A strong, independent girl.
Did you ever reread your favourite chapter book once you became an adult? Did it stand the test of time?
I did, and loved it just as much the second time around.
I sure did! Like every kid I knew I read a lot of Archies, but I think my favourite was Casper the Friendly Ghost.
Did you prefer fiction or non-fiction?
Fiction, unless it was fairy tales or tales from other lands.
Did you like series? Which ones?
I was, and still am, a fan of series. I started with The Bobbsey Twins, then moved on to Trixie Belden, and Cherry Ames. I don’t remember reading a lot of Nancy Drew, because I soon discovered Hercule Poirot, Agatha Christie’s famous sleuth and was hooked on them.
Did you have a local library? What do you remember about it?
We moved every three years when I was growing up, so I have a few different libraries that I have great memories of – the public library in Prince Albert that my dad would take us to (I remember the children’s section being downstairs and the picture books were under the window); the book trailer in Regina that I mentioned earlier, that my friend Leslie and I would ride to on our bikes; the tiny little library in Meadow Lake that always had that dusty book smell to it. I loved them all.