At Caulfield’s age (and for quite awhile longer) I was a walking reader. That turns out to be a lot safer than you think: We had actual sidewalks (well, mostly) and the curbs at the corners reminded me to look up and around… and hold my place with my finger while I crossed. Too, people were just naturally a little more polite than they seem to be now: If I was reading as we approached each other, they dodged me without rancor. Though I didn’t read if it was crowded.
At Caulfield’s age (and for quite awhile longer) I was a walking reader. That turns out to be a lot safer than you think: We had actual sidewalks (well, mostly) and the curbs at the corners reminded me to look up and around… and hold my place with my finger while I crossed. Too, people were just naturally a little more polite than they seem to be now: If I was reading as we approached each other, they dodged me without rancor. Though I didn’t read if it was crowded.