Do you remember the Weekly Reader? Depending on your age, and I’m not asking, starting in 1928 your teacher may have handed you the Weekly Reader in newspaper or magazine format. Alas, the Weekly Reader is no more. Scholastic is folding the Reader into their own weekly publication.
I spent my summers swimming, fishing and sometimes riding my girlfriend’s pony down the lanes and through the fields of Lake Bruce, Indiana. I was lucky, my parents bought me the summer edition of Weekly Reader.
Every Friday, I stayed close to my grandmother’s cottage waiting for the mailman to deposit my precious magazine in the rural route mailbox under our neighbor’s pear tree across the tar and gravel street. Since the statute of limitations has expired (by decades) on my misdeed, I will admit that I often celebrated the Reader‘s arrival with a pear pilfered from that same tree.
I hid behind the shed or in my green canvas pup tent planted near the garden to read – heck, memorize – every word of the world outside our small town.
Thanks, Weekly Reader. I’ll miss you.