Oh, the infinity bookcase is just some art thing: [link]
eta:
"In the beginning was the word, the written word is unto eternity. A bookcase in the form of a lemniscate (the mathematical sign for infinity), full of books, words, shows the cycle of art. The way in which artworks endure, sometimes concealed, sometimes at eye level, close enough to touch, then forgotten for years, pushed away behind other books. The eternal performance of art. The public constantly changes in age and era. The words remain the same, and yet what is read changes from one age to the next."
I read this one: Snow Treasure (1942 / 1958)
Me too! Very possibly the world's only sledding thriller! (And definitely the place I learned the word "bullion".)
Remember all those neato Schoolastic books?
Remember them? I still have:
Mr. Popper's Penguins
(1938 / 1974)
Encyclopedia Brown, Boy Detective
(1963)
Arrow Book of Ghost Stories
(1921 - 1957 / 1960)
I know I had
The Partridge Family #2: The Haunted Hall
but I gave it away at some point.
Mr. Popper's Penguins
We did a play of this at my town library when I was in, like, 3rd grade!
I also have a number of my favorites from the Weekly Reader Children's Book Club (
Bear Circus, Christina Katerina and the Box,
etc.).
Oh, yeah, the Partridge Family books! And the Snow Treasure book.
I adored Scholastic Book ordering day.
Snow Treasure
is the one where the Norwegians are smuggling gold bullion past the Nazis in their sleds, right?
Yep.
That's pretty much the extent of what I remember. And that it was told from a kid's POV.
Encyclopedia Brown!
And I'm still searching for a copy of Sinbad & Me. Where I learned about codes and cyphers, the pineapple in architecture and doubloons. Plus, the first disabled kid I ever read about.
I did so love that book.
But...I can still smell the Scholastic printing materials. PeeYupee.
