of memories from her lifelong fascination with philately offers

much of the same that the first two slammed the reader with.

While it came as a shock to many who read the first volume that

the world of stamp collecting held much in the way of romance,

backstabbing and even fraud, by the second book we were all

amazed that Ms. Spinfork could still walk, let alone perambulate

around the globe making new and exciting discoverys in the worlds

of sex, intrigue and, well, stamp-collecting.

In this third book, she slows down a bit, earning her high school

diploma, almost getting married to a numismatist,

and learns to drive something besides a tractor.

Her writing style never really rises above the enthusiastic

purple prose of her earlier efforts, yet, her earnestness,

desp[ite certain factual and physical misconceptions, manages

to carry you through to the end.