The bookshelf with all the Charles Addams books was in the adult section of the Seward Park Library. On the occasions I went with Florence she'd park me on a little wooden stool used by bigger people to reach higher places, stick a Charles Addams book in my hands, and then drift off to somewhere else.
I would sit there for hours, pouring over every picture, believing the secrets of life were being revealed to me.
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Aww..look at your black baby reading his book. Is he still watching for his doggy sweetheart?
Books were the best thing growing up. I would open a book and sink down down into the story. Mom would have to poke me to get my attention. I heard nothing, saw nothing. I was in the story. It was hard to come back.
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