I didn’t read a lot of fiction as a kid. For someone who supposedly liked science fiction, I didn’t read any of the classics. I didn’t really go for comics too much. I did the Hardy Boys thing briefly, and I liked Encyclopedia Brown, but often more for the little factoids one got from them. Non-fiction, though, I read a lot of. My family had a book called Marvels and Mysteries of the World Around Us that I pored over. We also had one about animals that I don’t remember the title of. I had the Reader’s Digest Treasury for Young Readers that I also loved the non-fiction (and puzzle) parts of. I could write a complete entry on Our Universe.
The Golden Nature Guides were like crack for a non-fiction junkie. Each one was a concentrated hit of some particular topic, packed with excellent pictures. You could get lost in one for an afternoon, then put it down and start all over with a completely different one.
According to this list, I didn’t even have that many of them. I know I had Weather, Rocks and Minerals, Reptiles and Amphibians, Stars, and Insects. I also had Fossils, which I literally read to pieces. There are plenty on the list I’m amazed I didn’t have, but then again I’m not really certain where the ones I had even came from.
When did I get it? I don’t know. As I say, I don’t really know where they came from, they were just there throughout my childhood.
Do I still have it? The actual Golden Nature Guides, no. I still have Our Universe.