It's a rainy day and on a rainy day it sure is nice read a book while you're feeling snug and warm and it's all wet and cold outside. Here's the exterior of Kay's Books, a Cleveland landmark bookstore for many years -- now gone. I remember taking the old Rapid Transit train from the East Side, getting off at the last stop, Terminal Tower, walking along Euclid Avenue, past the May Co. and Higbee's and entering the Colonial Arcade. Inside the Arcade, after a stop into to Tony Isabella's Cosmic Comics, I would walk out of the other side, on shady Superior Avenue, cross the street and into Kay's. Kay's had floors of books and magazines. So much to look at and ponder about. I still have some books I bought there as a teenager, in particular some Harlan Ellison paperbacks and some early Winsor McCay collections. This mammoth bookstore has, by now, been gone for a while. It still exists in my memory as a place to browse and discover. There is nothing better than a leisurely bookstore browse session on a rainy day.
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I remember Kay's bookstore very well. As a freshman at Case back in 1968, I bought numerous mystery novels by John Dickson Carr and others for prices in the $1 to $2 range. I still remember fondly the dank basement section where I swear there were aisles that had not seen any human in forever, and there were many times I was the only one down there. In fact, I recall more than once having to ask Miss Kay to please turn the basement light on so I could make my way down the steps and maneuver my way around.
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