Getting Old

They're sitting on the floor over by the bookcase with books spread out all around her. Liz, what are you doing with those books all over the floor? Starting them. Our club is adding an old book sale.

Well, don't try giving away any of mine. I'll only take the one you're through with like this one. Has it got a bookmark in it? Yes, but you're not finished with it. Put it back.

George, you'll never finish it. I will, too. Some reading is so heavy, it takes a long time to finish. Oh, well, then I'll put this one back by all means. What's the name of it?

The Bobsy twins of the Seashore. Tell me when you finally struggle through it, George. Very fine. Well, you can take that one. Thank you. George, is this your library book, How to Play My Young?

Oh, my gosh, I forgot about it. I bet it's overdue. What's the date on it? Let's see, May 13th. Well, it's only a week overdue. May 13th, 1936. Oh, well, then you're going to have it.

What? You want me to handle a hot book? I'm no offense. Listen, pear-shaped. Go sell your book. No bother me. All right. George. What's the matter? Look. On the second shelf. Little men is leaning against little women.

Oh, look, George. They've had a little pamphlet. Silly. Oh, George, look at this. The R-beauty. Well, look at that. My old high school yearbook. Let's see it. Wait till I blow the dust off. That's when I was graduated from high school.

The Arab U.S. 1929. You were a freshman in high school, I do you remember? Oh, that's right. That wasn't so long ago, that wasn't. Oh. Look, here's a picture of me. Right here with a football team.