 My parents sent me to Sunday school, but I usually went to the park instead and just kept the money I'd been given to put in the offering. As a young boy, I was a great reader. I borrowed books from the Queens Public Library. Sometimes I borrowed and read a book that I felt I wanted to own. When that happened, I returned the book and had the return recorded on my card. By the time of my next trip to the library, that book would have been returned to the stacks. I would pick it up, conceal it on my person, and walk out with my stolen book