I’m turning 75 this year and find my mind often drifting to my childhood and marveling that it was 60+ years ago. I loved to read as a child—and still do. Here’s my partial summer reading stack. I’ve almost finished Elizabeth Strout’s newest: The Things We Never Say. It’s terrific.The thin volume is Helen Hanff’s 84, Charing Cross Road (recommended by Emma Gannon, I think), her letters to a London book dealer. It’s lovely.