|The view from our car, stranded on an overpass|
These books (and more of the same series) were on the shelf of the old teeny branch when I was there, 25+ years ago. They were old and ugly THEN, and effectively turned me off reading the Anne books (until the movie came out and I saw Jonathan Crombie and got my own new paperbacks). I remember them because they were so awful. Presumably, the generations of young readers who came after me also didn't want them, because here they are, 47 years old, and still holding together.
So, I hope you all had a lovely weekend and will enjoy your fireworks (where applicable), and I'll post again after the holiday. Oh, and a bonus anniversary: my husband and I got -- unexpectedly -- engaged 22 years ago today, after an Oakland A's game and fireworks show.