There was a break, with refreshments, between the first and second classes of Alumnae College. I saw someone reading the New York Times on an electronic device smaller than a laptop but much bigger than an iPhone. “Is that a Kindle?” I asked.
It was. The woman reading it was happy to tell me all about it, and how she really was happy to pay for getting the paper on it, and how convenient it was to be able to get the Times wherever she happened to be.
Maybe there’s a Kindle in my future. Right now I’d rather not have another item that small and expensive to think about not breaking and not losing, and I don’t mind carrying around a book. This annotated Sherlock Holmes is pretty heavy, though.