I was sorting through books last night and began looking through the covers of Edgar Rice Burroughs books. I am a huge ERB fan and always will be, but they made me so nostalgic that I almost wept. I spent so many hours of my early life adventuring in Barsoom, Pellucidar, Caprona, Amtor, and the African Jungle! Now I feel so old. Perhaps I’ll read Carson of Venus soon and try to recapture a little bit of my youth.