I have always loved mysteries.
I can remember there being quite a few mystery-type series that got me going on this path so long ago. As with just about any young boy from the late 70’s and early 80’s, a staple mystery starter was The Hardy Boys (and a few Nancy Drew thrown in). Do you remember the “Choose Your Own Adventure” series? I didn’t get into a whole lot of those, but the first (and favorite) was “The Mystery Of Chimney Rock”. How about “Alfred Hitchcock’s The Three Investigators”? I have found very few who have read that one.
This has progressed over the years into a love for the Sherlock Holmes stories. The movies that have Robert Downey Jr. are good entertainment, but obviously don’t follow the actual stories. If you want to see what is arguably the best rendition of the 221B Baker Street stories, you must watch the Sherlock Holmes series that Granada (an English T.V. production company) put out over a ten-year span (1984-1994) that stars Jeremy Brett as the best Sherlock Holmes ever portrayed.
But I would have to say that what truly started my love of mysteries was a series that I found somewhere around 2nd/3rd grade called “Two-Minute Mysteries”. These are short mysteries with the solution upside down at the end of each one. I absolutely loved these (and still do)! In fact, shortly after my wife and I met, we discovered that we both found the first book of this series (there’s three of them) around the same young age–and that we both still had our own copy of it! I loved these stories so much that I modeled a mystery of my own after this “Two-Minute Mystery” format back in 5th grade for an assignment we had to do.
So, compadre, walk in my hiking boots for two minutes and enjoy, word-for-word, my original 5th grade two-minute mystery! The wording and punctuation are that of a 5th grader, so keep that in mind. I’ll let you in on the solution next time we meet up. And one more thing….if you think this might be a waste of time, you should know that I stumped the whole class–including the teacher:
The Case Of The Missing Dog
It was one of those nights with a very heavy fog. Suddenly their came a scream, “My dog’s been stolen!” screamed Mrs. Hernandez. A policeman came up to her. “What’s the matter?” “My dog’s been stolen!” she said.
“I went down to feed my dog and discovered he was missing. I went out the front door just to see a man, with my dog, turn the corner and get into a car.”
“A very good alibi, Mrs. Hernandez. But not good enough!”