Fried Green Tomatoes

Started reading the book Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistlestop Cafe and was surprised I'd forgotten I'd read the book.

How weird is that? 

Once I saw the page layout and began reading, I remembered having read it one summer while at my Grandma's trailer; possibly while I was still in high school, or even junior high. 

What I'd love to be able to remember was how my Grandma came across it.  She didn't go to the library and she didn't read much other than her sewing/crocheting books, Reader's Digest, and the local newspaper.  I'm wondering if one of her friends had given it to her or allowed her to borrow it.  I really don't know. I only vaguely even remember reading the book back then.

Of course, I would have read it at the very least 17 years ago...and I'm thinking I could have read it as long ago as 20 years ago. I was a wholly different person back then and it seems like a lifetime ago...and while I am getting older...its still a few years shy of double my own life span thus far.

Memory is a funny thing.

I can remember, with clarity, reading The Time Machine by H.G. Wells at the age of 9 (abridged, children's version) but I can't remember clearly reading Fried Green Tomatoes. I vaguely recall the where...and the general age...but I just had no clear memory of reading it.

 I guess I'd better get used to flaky memory...I'm definitely not getting any younger.