Books in a Latino apartment in Spanish Harlem? Not if you were Puerto Rican, the only member of the family with education in NYC in the 1960's! In those days, even though you had made it to a fancy private school in Massachusetts, and later to Yale University, you would never insult your family by taking books into the home. It would be like telling them, "I'm better than you . . .", (in Spanish, of course!) And Marash Girl learned this first hand from her dear departed friend, Ramon Santiago, may he rest in peace.