I was in the Faculty Workroom and noticed that one of the English teachers had this book, and I remembered reading it as a kid. It turns out this is Dad’s copy.
When Christina and I moved out of Teddy nine years ago, I gave most of Dad’s books to a Math teacher. That Math teacher got talking to an English teacher who wants to create a science-fiction literature class, and the Math teacher lent her this book as one that should be on the syllabus.