Yes, I introduced this blog by saying it was my booklog. It isn’t, is it? When I start with my sixth grade diary I gotta admit, it ain’t my booklog. I didn’t start a booklog until 1989. As of 2005 that was 16 years ago. But as of 1981, the diary I was pilfering for my last post, the booklog was 8 years off.
I like to be thorough.
Plus I’m curious myself about what I was reading when I was first trying to document the Glenn life. Or anyway, I’m finding my old diaries readable. Until recently whenever I delved into them I’d cringe. Well. What the heck. I’m warming to the kid.