Childhood’s End and other Stories
Arthur C. Clarke has died. Not my favorite science fiction writer, but one of the first I read. I think the first book of his I read was The City and the Stars which just happened to be among the paperbacks sitting on Mom’s side of the bookshelves. I loved that I was reading something a lot less juvenile than Andre Norton’s works (and that stupid piece of dreck that Heinlein wrote, Podkayne of Mars). I picked up Childhood’s End so I would have something to read on a flight to a speech competition. It was a wonderful surprise. I loved the twist of who the aliens really were.
So today, I sit at my keyboard remembering the smell of old paperbacks as I was reading into the wee hours of morning so I could grab another book for the new day. Ah, that’s a good memory!
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