I dug this Philip Roth book out from behind other books last night. I read it in 1985. It says so. I used to put the year and the month I read it in the front of a book.
I don’t have a TV but I tap into a friend’s Comcast streaming channels and I was watching the Warriors-Rockets game. I’ve been a big sports fan all my life. I went and found the book somewhere after halftime. I flipped through it, read here and there. Eventually I put the game on silent.