I owned the copy of the paperback True Grit printed in 1970 that would turn out to be a real movie buff's collector item, the front cover has the original artwork, the back cover has a shot of Kim Darby.

To my amazement, I bought and read Cotton Comes To Harlem Spring of 5th Grade and appreciated every subtle nuance, the story would prove to help me understand the lyrics to Isaac Hayes Shaft soundtrack.

My teacher was incensed when I brought to school a paperback novel of Hail Hero! with a picture on the front cover of Michael Douglas nude from the shoulders up, an anti war story, full of compelling characters.

I have a picture of me and my best friend in 6th Grade dressed up for the characters in our book report, the teacher put us in the shot because we're both dressed as Indians, only I'm Claire Huffaker's glassy eye creation, TA!

Cat On A Hot Tin Roof is one of the first movies I stayed up to watch on the local late night "Fourmost Movie", I bought and read the paperback after that, it contained pictures from the film, riveting for an 11 year old.

The Odd Couple play, movie and accompanying soundtrack were my chill out pieces spring of 6th Grade, I ended up getting a Associate Arts for what Felix Unger does for a living, but I wasn't very good at it, you have to be really clean to shoot negatives for printing plates.

A Gunfight is a magnificent novel, great insight into the human condition, the movie is a cult classic.

The novelisation for The Cheyenne Social Club has Jimmy Stewart written all over it, a real laugh for a kid.

I purchased a beat up paperback copy of The Chase summer '71, it was a personal conquest to read, I was going through my Marlon Brando phase.

I tried to read The Great White Hope earlier in the year, and had to start all over, the second attempt to comprehend the text prove to be a sucess, powerful piece.

The Cat O' Nine Tails was a little too violent of a movie for me, but I loved James Franciscus, the novel help to flesh out the characters.

When I read the novel for Dirty Harry I took it a little too seriously and had to tone down what I look upon as a action hero, it wouldn't be long before I'd be trading my Glen Campbell haircut for Sweet Baby James.

Lawman is the only western I can think of where a critic said, "blood flows like raspberry soda from a fountain", I loved how the book portrayed Burt Lancaster as a knight in shining armour.

I wish I never lost my paperback copies of two Clint Eastwood westerns, they portray what it's like to forage in the desert, wild hens baked whole in mud, pull off the feathers and baked mud when the meat is soft, yum.

I loved my paperback copy of McCabe & Mrs. Miller, it will be nice to own and hold a copy in my hands again.

I read a lot of books in the early 70's that are based out of New York, I think Herbert Hoover had investments sunk into the paperback book pulp industry.

I finished out my 7th grade year reading A Clockwork Orange, my father took me to the film, I owned the soundtrack, my art teacher made a homemade book of the glossary of terms for a present, I no longer like the film.

8th grade saw me entering my dark moody years, lush symphonies, heartbreaking folk songs, my screenplay for Two Lane Blacktop, the ultimate zen movie.

I am one of the people The Hired Hand was created for, I had a life size poster of the main character tacked to my door for all of my teens and early 20's, I still own the paperback, the ultimate art movie.

Last Tango In Paris is a voyage into insanity and bad manners, the daughter of my summer theater drama coach borrowed my paperback, I got it back but I don't know what became of it, I think I loaned it to her girlfriend and said she could keep it, funny how paperbacks have a way of dissipating into the stratosphere.