This was a children’s book that I read around age 5 or 6 around 1969. The main character is a bear who possibly befriends someone (a little boy?) and has to leave and say goodbye. All I remember is the ending is sad and it involves a bear and it made me cry and made my mother ask, “What’s wrong?’
Category Archives: 1960s
291P: Suddenly No Men on Earth/No Women on Earth
I read a science fiction book in high school (1969-1973) about some kind of catastrophe that resulted in the sexes living in separate worlds. In the “Women’s World,” planes fell out of the sky. Maybe the women didn’t know how to operate heavy machinery? In the “Men’s World,” other things happened because they were lonely…?
I found it totally mesmerizing at the time. I thought it had a title like “Island of Vipers,” but I have never found that title. All help appreciated!
291G: Elementary School Library book about nursing schools
I am trying to locate a book that was in my elementary school library in the late 1960s (1966-69). It was a book about nursing school programs with black and white photographs showing the different type of nursing school caps and pins. The book looked like it was from the 1950s.
291D: Inside a tree, a long dark staircase
A children’s book I read in the early 1970’s. a boy goes inside a tree and there is a long, long dark staircase inside it. He climbs it and I don’t remember what happened next. I think the illustrations were black ink sketches. Thanks!
291C: The something egg (Solved)
I read this book probably between 1957 and 1964. The plot is about a boy who finds a dinosaur egg which hatches and is a triceratops which he keeps as a pet. The title could be something like “The [something] Egg” (?) or maybe not.
Thanks!
290Z: Everyday activities of a Teddy Bear family
“Board book” from late 60s or early 70s about teddy bear family – photographs of teddy bears doing things like eating at a table, other everyday activities. The pages had a green background and were on glossy heavy cardboard with rounded edges.
290R: A painter on a houseboat
I was born in 1965 and remember this book from when I was around 5-7.
It was about a painter that lived on a houseboat and painted abstract paintings. For some reason he broke the painting up into a bunch of small paintings and a buyer flew to his houseboat by seaplane to buy them I think the houseboat was near San Francisco. It was a large book, hardback, and illustrated.
290P: Elephant Pelephant poem book
I’m looking for a children’s poem book published probably in the 1950s (it was read to me in the late 1950s-early 1960s) that included a poem with the line, “Elephang, Pelephant, walla walla welephant,” or something like that.
290M: Discoveries in grandma’s house
I checked this book out of the library numerous times between 1964 and 1966. I don’t think it was new at that time. A little girl and her family relocate to a home that used to belong to her grandmother/great-grandmother. While remodeling the house, a door that had been covered over was discovered. The hidden room had apparently been used as a hiding place during Indian raids. There is also a large, hollow tree in this story. I cannot recall if a leather trunk with the grandmother’s initials in nail heads, was found in the hidden room or the tree, but inside is a beautiful doll with beautiful clothes. One outfit was definitely an elegant riding habit. It is possible that the little girl was named after the grandmother so had the same initials as those on the trunk.
I hope this rings a bell with someone. I have tried, unsuccessfully, in the past to discover this long lost, well-loved treasure from my youth.
290L: The Girl With the Disappointing (Mustard-Colored) Walls
Thanks to the Sunday NY Times, I now know who to ask the question that has been nagging at me for years: what O what was the book for teens (they didn’t call them YA novels yet) that I read in the 1960s (might’ve been published then, but also could’ve been published in the late 1950s) in which a daydreamy teenage girl envisioned painting her room gold, then painted it, then was bitterly disappointed that the walls were in fact “mustard yellow.” I remember nothing else about the girl, the story (or the walls) but the book must have had some kind of profound effect on me, because I’m over 60 now, a novelist and an English professor, and have read many, many novels since–and I’ve never forgotten it.