The reasons for censorship reflect the social climate of the times. The publisher of Debutante Hill asked me to revise the manuscript because I had a 19-year-old boy (the ‘bad guy') drink a beer. When I changed the beer to a Coke, the book was published and won the ‘Seventeenth Summer Literary Award. (Lois Duncan)

The reasons for censorship reflect the social climate of the times. The publisher of Debutante Hill asked me to revise the manuscript because I had a 19-year-old boy (the ‘bad guy') drink a beer. When I changed the beer to a Coke, the book was published and won the ‘Seventeenth Summer Literary Award.

Lois Duncan

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