I, too, was “exposed” to those BOOKS OF KNOWLEDGE through a set purchased by my father about a hundred years ago, probably! He was the type of person who, while we sat at the dinner table when a word came up in conversation which puzzled/interested me, would ask me to bring a dictionary to the table to look it up. I don’t suppose there are many fathers who do that nowadays, nor many families who sit down all together to eat dinner. Your delightful “work memoir” reminded me a bit of one of my first jobs out of high school and before I finished college, but was already married and living up in Palo Alto, when I was hired at the publisher Scott, Foresman as the “receptionist.” I had dutifully taken a secretarial course immediately out of high school (a girl’s path in the 1950’s) where I had learned shorthand (already knew how to type), but apparently I caught the eye of the textbook publisher’s manager who offered to promote me to be his “assistant.” Of course, at that “inopportune” time Amin was offered a teaching position at Reed College, so we had to move to Portland! Enough said.

Richard W. Braun. Class of 1947

Stacey Braun. Class of 1957