Was on the phone with Apple support today, getting some help for my beloved Miss Pod. The tech I was talking to was a nice mother-of-two in Prince Edward Island, born and raised there herself. I was very surprised, scandalized, almost, that she had never read Anne of Green Gables. She did say that she had twice seen the play adapted from the book, which is presented on the island (Island?) every summer, and had taken visiting friends and relatives to the Anne tourist sites. I figured it would be like their Hatchet or The Giver, read by every fourth or fifth grader until entire generations were heartily sick of Anne and her puffed sleeves, but no.
I guess I should have known. The only time I've ever intentionally walked the Freedom Trail was when I first moved back to Boston, and got lost in between the subway and the office, then located on Beacon Hill. The red stripe led right to the door . . . .