Everyone is supposed to remember the song that was playing when they lost their virginity, but how many of us can claim to recall the book that we were reading the week it happened? David Elzey probably does. Over on his blog, The Excelsior File, he has posted a series of articles detailing the summers of his youth using only the books that he was reading at the time. Fun in both a nostalgic and voyeuristic way, the posts are also a remarkable testament to how literature of all types -- humor, non-fiction, trash, short stories -- reflects and reshapes our lives.