Rebel With A Cause
June, 2010
The letter in April from the reader who was hassled on a Boston commuter train for reading piayboy reminded me of a ride I took on Amtrak in January 1977 from New York to St. Louis. I had never seen piayboy, so my husband bought an issue at a newsstand. When the train was slowed by a blizzard, we snuggled under a blanket and read the magazine together. I was 19 and quite naive, so my husband patiently explained a lot to me. A few months later I bought him a subscription for our first anniversa...
