Cecil Jacobs Is A Big Wet Hen!

Cecil Jacobs Is A Big Wet Hen!

Now, 75 Years Later In An Abundant Society Where People Have Laptops, Cell Phones, Ipods, And Minds Like Empty Rooms, I Still Plod Along With Books. Instant Information Is Not For Me. I Prefer To Search Library Stacks Because When I Work To Learn Something, I Remember It. And, Oprah, Can You Imagine Curling Up In Bed To Read A Computer? Weeping For Anna Karenina And Being Terrified By Hannibal Lecter, Entering The Heart Of Darkness With Mistah Kurtz, Having Holden Caulfield Ring You Up — Some Things Should Happen On Soft Pages, Not Cold Metal.

Never, Never, Never On Cross-examination Ask A Witness A Question You Don't Already Know The Answer To, Was A Tenet I Absorbed With My Baby Food. Do It, And You'll Often Get An Answer You Don't Want.

As A Reader I Loathe Introductions...introductions Inhibit Pleasure, They Kill The Joy Of Anticipation, They Frustrate Curiosity.

As I Made My Way Home, I Thought Jem And I Would Get Grown But There Wasn't Much Else For Us To Learn, Except Possibly Algebra.