The person who introduced me was... myself, I guess. I saw the cartoon of the Hobbit way back in elementary school. I tried to check out the book then, but the librarian stopped me, saying that it was too hard for me. "I have High Schoolers that come in here looking for it when their copies are out in the High School library," she said to me. When I still resisted, she made a big deal of flipping open the cover and reading the first sentence: "In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit..." then looked at me like "you've got to be kidding." I gave up. So it would be six or seven years later...
My Uncle Dave, a renowned Tolkien fan ("renowned" being that I talked about him on another thread) was getting rid of his old paperback set from the seventies. He had just gotten the red leatherbound edition with the box and the seven stars/seven stones/white tree on the front. (Know it so well because we sell it at the bookstore where I work(ed) ) Anyway, my Grandma gave the old paperbacks to me. I was STILL interested in reading them, but I was afraid to read the paperbacks because they were in such dismal shape--you could tell that they were really well loved. I bought all three for myself (matching set there, too), then the accompaning "Hobbit", and that was it! [img]smilies/smile.gif[/img]
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[ January 22, 2003: Message edited by: DaughterofVana ]
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