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Every now and then you get lucky in your education and you make a teacher-friend; Mrs. By second grade she was allowing me to take out more books than the prescribed limit. Crowell’s library that I found my first harbor, my first truly safe place in the United States.By third grade I was granted admission to her librarian’s office. As a newcomer with almost no knowledge of the country in which I’d found myself, I was desperate to understand where the hell I was, who I was. I still feel a happy pulse every time I see a library.
I don’t now remember the name of the don assigned to conduct my first tutorial at Cambridge University in the autumn of 1956, but I remember the setting — late-afternoon fog, coals burning in an ancient grate, the don in academic gown seated behind a silver tea service.
Those visits to the museum stretched my mind in ways that my schoolwork didn’t.