THE INSTA-DAUGHTER was desperate for reading matter a few weeks ago, so I gave her a copy of a book I loved when I was a kid, Henry Reed’s Journey, which I’ve mentioned here before. She pronounced it “great,” and then devoured Henry Reed, Inc., Henry Reed’s Think Tank, and, well, I think all of the other books in the series, too. The setting already seemed charmingly out of date when I was a kid, but the stories haven’t lost their appeal, I guess.