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You’d think that, once people you know die, you’d be able to put aside your memory of them and get on with meeting new people, having new experiences.

Just doesn’t work that way.

There are many dead folk who continue to influence my life:

Helen Hisey, my 8th grade speech teacher, taught me not to be afraid of speaking my passion in front of audiences. She taught me that it’s OK to slow down and respect the crowd, have faith in their ability to absorb worthwhile information when it is delivered to them with  zeal and humor and love. Helen still guides me, all the way from my starring role in the play Tom Sawyer  (at age 13) to my role as Gabe in the new John Marc Green film Lipidleggin’  (at age 70).  

Sadie Logan, my 2nd grade teacher, brought me up from a very deep and fearful place to a position of importance. She never, ever stopped believing in me and letting me know that I was the most special kid on earth. Fifty years later, I learned that she made virtually every student she’s ever taught feel the same way. We are all the offspring of Sadie Logan.

Jon Charles Palmer and Elmo Riley and Pat Flood and Arthur Voss were my childhood playmates who just plain accepted me as their friend and never had any reason to harm or dismiss me, no matter how stupid I acted, no matter how far away and out of touch I became. I still hang out with them in memory ever fresh.

Frances Lee McGee Reed, my mother, always laughed at my corny humor, always knew I was special, never let me get away with a lie or an exaggeration or a misdeed, forever believed that I was Number One in her book—even though my brothers and sisters felt the same way. She taught me that the greatest entertainment there is, is people-watching, and I spend most of each public day doing just that, with her invisible presence setting me straight.

James Thomas Reed Jr., my father, taught by quiet example. He was clumsy aloud, but his image as a learned and wise man was powerful without words. He was my earliest example of what a real family man does—earn the living, bring home the pay, sit silently in an easy  chair after supper, reading books great and books seedy and books wise, from Mickey Spillane and Zane Grey and Edgar Rice Burroughs to Eric Hoffer and Harry Truman and Ogden Nash. A most educated man, though never a graduate, he set the example of steadfast tranquility.

Other dead people who look after me:

Pawpaw Burns was my elderly neighbor who showed me that if you really pay close attention to children, you can get through to them by simply noticing, simply respecting them for where they are at the moment. They can always tell.

Adron Herrin and Jack McGee and Brandon McGee and Pat McGee and Annabelle Herrin and Evey Hartley and Effie McGee and Georgia McGee and Gladys McGee and Matty Wooten and John McGee and Dinah Hassell and Elizabeth McGee and many other kinfolk accepted me, warts and all, and treated me with respect and good humor, making me react in horror when anybody tells me they are separated from their kin, cut off from the nurturing care that can come from kindly people who share your blood, if you will only let them.

There are crowds of dead people in my head and in my life and that’s OK.

Even better news: there are scores of living people who have helped me, too, many without even knowing it.

I see living people.

And, because of the wisdoms and comforts and joys left me by the deceased, I am better prepared than most to carefully weed out the unwise and hang only with the people who trust and accept me and make no judgements.

Thanks to those long-ago-passed, I have become a good student of life, and the lives they lived help me manage the bad days well, and enjoy the good days even more

(c) 2012 A.D. by Jim Reed

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Let me go back ten minutes in time and examine what happened:

I’m grateful for the smiles. The clerk at the pharmacy is so pleasant and anxious to please that I just can’t help smiling right back. She always asks if anyone ever told me I look like George Carlin. I always reply that she’s the only one, but that I’ll take it as a compliment.

A close-cropped-hair young man stands at the corner outside the pharmacy and begins his panhandler routine. I just say no and wonder how he affords the cigarettes and cell phone if he needs to solicit.

There’s a sign at the corner, FUNKY FISH FRY, which is three days out of date. If I’m to enjoy the fish, I’ll need to re-tool the time machine.

At the post office, the clerk is all smiley and friendly today, primarily because I drew the one who knows how to converse. We have a good, informative time. Yet another smile.

I drop my laundry off and have a pleasant interchange with the employee, who by now knows way too much about me, since she’s been cleaning my clothes for decades. That’s yet another smile.

Driving on toward the shop, I have a revelation—one that I can share at a speech I’m giving this evening. My generation says DUH (pronounced DUUUUUHHH, as in stupid). This generation says DUH (pronounced sharply, DUH!, as in disdainful). There must be some metaphor there. Another smile, this time from me. 

Two large ladies, lawfirm employees, never see me, though I walk past within inches of them outside the shop each day. All they can concentrate on are the cigarettes they’re frantically puffing on, and the gossip they are loudly sharing. All I can concentrate on is not inhaling, since secondary smoke is inescapable on my block.

I finally arrive at the front door and get a special, gigantic smile from the Piggly Wiggly mascot head in the show window. Within seconds, I’ll be safe from dread, boredom, addiction, neediness and superficial patter, all of which I’ve experienced between home and store.

For a few seconds, I’ll be peaceful and secure.

Then, I’ll roll the stone from before the entrance and open myself again to the World, the friendly shoppers, the saber-tooth tigers and the constant surprises that I later can write about on my little computer screen, just for you

(c) 2012 A.D. by Jim Reed

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These students at Trinity School in Montgomery, Alabama attended my seminar, HOW TO BECOME YOUR OWN BOOK. They are book-ended by yours truly on the left, and teacher Robert McGowin on the right. A delightful, bright class!

Linking Rings Magazine 1972 50^th anniversary edition

Wright. PALOMAR THE WORLD’S LARGEST TELESCOPE

Sudo. CIRCLES OF THE EAST

Frank Leslie’s Illustrated Weekly tabloid for July 29, 1876

Yank Magazine for June 25, 1944

Stahl. TOWERS

Waugh. ISLAND IN THE SUN

YANKEE FROM OLYMPUS

BASEBALL STARS OF 1957

Palmer. 12 WHO RULED

Patrick O’Brian. Two novels

Five novels in the GOOSEBUMPS series

BILL MOYERS WORLD OF IDEAS

Hamilton. PANDORA’S STAR

Ruth Beaumont Cook. GUESTS BEHIND THE BARBED WIRE (autographed)

Stephen King. DARK TOWER I

Perelman. THE LAST LAUGH

THE BUSBY BERKELEY BOOK

Lang. THE VIOLET FAIRY BOOK

One old publicity photo of Richard Nixon

Tolkien. One novel

Shakespeare. One play

Heinlein. TIME ENOUGH FOR LOVE

MR. JONES MEET THE MASTER

COMBAT WWI

MOSBY’S RANGERS

White. CHARLOTTE’S WEB (first edition)

Maxfield Parrish trading card

One old publicity still of Elizabeth Taylor as Cleopatra

BRITISH BOUQUET

Stephen King.  CARRIE

CREEK MARY’S BLOOD

Asimov. Three novels

DuMaurier. JAMAICA INN

CIRCUS MUSIC LP recording

Stevenson. CHILD’S GARDEN OF VERSES

Emerson. FRIENDSHIP & ESSAYS

Bumper sticker for NATURAL BRIDGE

Thoreau. Two books

MY SON JOE NAMATH

One Howdy Doody Little Golden Book

James Whitcomb Riley. One book

Daniel Defoe. Two books

MILL ON THE FLOSS

HISTORY OF WWII

BING CROSBY bio

JACKIE KENNEDY bio

WWII HISTORY

Miller. A CANTICLE FOR LEIBOWITZ

Six old postcards

One old hand mirror

One old flapper book mark

2 old detached book covers

HUMAN BODY

Winston Churchill bio

Big Little Book. RADIO PATROL

Douglas MacArthur. AN OLD SOLDIER

Bramah. MAX CARRADOS stories

Several old 19^th-century prints

Several Star Wars pub photos

Bela Lugosi publicity photo

LINK-BELT catalog for 1967

Birmingham World Newspaper from 1965 (civil rights)

Marx. THEORIES OF SURPLUS-VALUE volume IV

HAPPY ANIMALS

Carroll.  ALICE’S ADVENTURES IN WONDERLAND (2 copies)

Collier’s Magazine for September 8, 1934

Amazing Stories pulp magazine for May, 1957

Yank magazine for June 4, 1944

Piano forte primer (1890’s)

Samuel Adams bio

Van gulik

George Meredith novel

Newspaper commemorating death of Coach Bear Bryant

JAVA HEAD

Goethe. ITALIAN JOURNEY

Three wise sayings on show cards

I RODE WITH STONEWALL

Three old history books

Two books on Lincoln’s assassination

Eisenschiml. WHY WAS LINCOLN MURDERED? & IN THE SHADOW OF LINCOLN’S DEATH

SHAKESPEARE’S TRAGEDIES (19^th-century)

Arthur Scott Bailey. CUFFY BEAR

Sewell. BLACK BEAUTY

Two Spanish books

LINCOLN LIBRARY

FAIRFIELD COOK BOOK

THE QUICK AND THE DEAD

Gibran. THE PROPHET

One tiny skillet

Motion Picture Magazine for December 1960

ROSE MAIDEN musical

CALVIN AND HOBBLES collection

SMALL SONGS (19^TH CENTURY)

FAR SIDE collection

SWISS FAMILY ROBINSON

SEWING BOOK (1920’s)

VICTORIAN ARCHITECTURE

HOOPER press kit (Burt Reynolds film)

Cigar Aficionado Magazine with Arnold Schwarzenegger cover photo

Five old law books

THE EDWARDS ALBUM

METHODIST SUNDAY SCHOOL HYMNAL

Leslie’s Illustrated weekly tabloid for December 20, 1906

Terry Brooks. PRINCESS OF LANDOVER

One DVD film

JULIA CHILD bio

Meta Givens cook book

Three Yale Edition Shakespeare plays

Ray Branbury. FROM THE DUST RETURNED & ONE FOR THE ROAD

One Ray Bradbury trading card

Fannie Flagg. COOK BOOK

Two Nancy Drew mysteries

Bellamy. LOOKING BACKWARD

James Joyce. ULYSSES

Austen. PRICE & PREJUDICE

Dumas. THREE MUSKETEERS

C.S. Lewis. THAT HIDEOUS STRENGTH & PERELANDRA & OUT OF THE SILENT PLANET

Four U.S. history books

One WWII book

Arthur Rackham-illustrated ALICE IN WONDERLAND

Anne George. Two mystery novels

Santa Claus lighted figure

One 1950’s children’s craft book

20 books on reincarnation, mysticism & the like

Sixteen art books

ARABIAN NIGHTS (1920’s illustrated)

JONATHAN SWIFT WORKS (leatherbound)

SHAKESPEARE WORKS

FUN IN BED & FUN IN BED II

A TALE OF TWO CLOCKS

ROCKET JOCKEY

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Each customer brings a message to me. Often, the customer is not even aware.

But I see the message and treasure it.

Some examples of messages plucked from bottles that floated to the center of the Universe, which is what Reed Books/The Museum of Fond Memories is, most definitely:

1. One reader tells me how he discovered his first John D. MacDonald book by accident, while staying at a rat trap motel back in the 1980’s. Since MacDonald was so good at describing the underbelly of Florida night life through the eyes of its movers and victims, it was the right time. I sell the customer a bio of MacDonald, wishing I had read it first. Travis McGee was one dude.

2. A good ol’ boy browser noses about with his wife, and manages to do something any ventriloquist would envy. He talks without touching his lips together. You’d have to be there, if you don’t already know what I’m experiencing. “All right” becomes “awe ITE” and “yeet yet?” is actually “Have you eaten yet?” and so on. He was a cool cat back in high school. His ducktail has thinned.

3. Another junkin’ couple cruises the shop, and the male partner expounds on his store of imcomplete knowledge: “See that Ray Bradbury book? You know, he created Star Trek. He’s dead now.” 92-year-old Bradbury is not in great health but he’s still happy to be alive, according to all reports. Don’t know whether the late Gene Roddenberry is happy.

4. One more curiosity-seeker walks around with his pal and is heard to say, “With all them computers, people ain’t even gonna need books no more.” Employee Marie Peerson overhears this and reports back. She, too, is entertained by messages in bottles, even if the bottles sometimes leak and make soggy the messages.

5. A large baseball-capped man is awed by the life-size stand-up of Elvira, Mistress of the Cleavage, or whatever her stage name is. “She got me through my formative years,” he chuckles.

6. One silent customer forces me to read his mind, as he looks at an old publicity photo of Lauren Bacall. “Does she feel as pretty as she looks?” and, studying a Rolling Stone Magazine with Tina Turner thereon, “Does she do it like she dances?” I distract myself from further mind-reading. As Bugs Bunny said, “Enough is enough, and too much is plenty!”

7. One enthused customer is everywhere at once, overwhelmed at the variety of literary treasures she’s unexpectedly finding in the shop. Her shoes defy gravity, and she finally purchases more than she intended. I wish for a moment that I possessed a remote control that would allow me to replay her energy for the inspiration of other customers.

8. A happy young man picks a leatherbound Robert Louis Stevenson collectible book for his library and is already looking forward to the next visit. Yet another collector spends the entire day carefully deciding upon which century his next selection will time-travel from. He loves it all.

9. A Lincoln-conspiracy scholar has me order two more obscure assassination study volumes for his collection. He and his wife are always smiling and satisfied when they leave. Wish I could bottle them, but they are already bottles, and I their opener.

So it goes.

Anybody anywhere anytime who claims the old-book business isn’t fascinating and educational and riveting just hasn’t dared to take the time to come in, spend an hour or two, and allow the tomes of yore to whisk them away to better lands and imaginations

(c) 2012 A.D. by Jim Reed

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