It seems Jordan learned to read by having his father read to him constantly (when he was being read to, he wasn’t messing around with expensive “toys” that broke easily). They started out with children’s books, until Dad found out that it didn’t matter whether Jordan really understood or not, and started reading books that Dad wanted to read instead. This went on for a while, until the night Dad put a book away before it was finished, so Jordan grabbed it and struggled through it on his own, figuring out what he didn’t understand through context. ( The Maltese Falcon was mentioned, but I don’t recall how, other than as one of the books that he liked.)
When Jordan was six, he got a library card—like “the keys to the city”. The librarians didn’t want to let him out of the kids section, so he learned tricks. If you shelved books in the reading room, they would stay there, so you could pick them up again later, whether they belonged there or not. And kids could go to the reference section. “I discovered the encyclopedia.”
The library at the time was in a mansion—the “Miskelle house”, I think. He spelled it for me (without being asked; by that time there had been more than one comment about the lunatic scribbling notes on everything), but my notes were rather cramped by that time.
“Reading is like breathing. If you take it away, first I become antsy, then violent.”
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