when i was a teen, maybe 8th or 9th grade,
my dad was looking through a box of his old stuff
when he came across the book summer of '42.
he passed it on to me,
remembering he enjoyed it years ago
and thought i would, too.
i read it eagerly. it was great but a bit, uh, naughty.
risque, if you will.
at least to this rather naive young teen.
and i remember how cool it was that dad
was seeing how grown up i was becoming.
but now i'm thinking maybe
he just forgot about those parts. :)
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I'd go with the latter. I can't tell you how many movies we've shown the boys and partway through thought, "OMG. I forgot about THAT!" or flashed desperate glances to each other, "I won't tell CPS you let children watch this if you won't!" I even forgot about a scene from Top Secret!!!
That being said, how did you NOT pass on that taboo book to me and MurBeth?!?! ;)
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