From a long line of booksellers, Jo McColl started working at Unity bookstore in 1978 and has never left. She owns Unity Books Auckland and is co-owner of its Wellington store. She insists predictions that books are soon to be obsolete are wrong.
1. Describe your childhood:
I grew up in Seatoun, Wellington, up in the hills. It was a great place to grow up, lots of freedom, trolleying down the hills, fishing and building forts and the bush. I think growing up there's given me a love of the sea, being up there on the peninsula, surrounded by the wild sea. My dad, Ray Harris, was very into jazz and he had a jazz programme on the radio and TV and wrote for the Listener. He was kind of "the jazz man". It was a good childhood, I have lots of good memories.
2. Did you grow up in a house full of books?
Yeah. My parents were big readers and that was in the days when you belonged to a book club and they just sent you books every month. I grew up with walls of books by anybody who was anybody ... and people read them in those days because there was no TV. I'm from a long line of booksellers, it's in my blood. My mother worked in the book trade and my great-grandfather was G.H. Bennett who opened the Bennetts bookstores.
3. Did you always know you were predestined to be a bookseller as well then?
Nope ... I thought I was going to be a vet. Then I went to varsity and did religious studies with Lloyd Geering which was fantastic. I was going to take English and then I stumbled across religious studies along the way.
4. Why did that appeal to you?
My mum was Methodist, a lapsed Methodist by the time I was older, but still I had a Methodist upbringing. I grew up in a household where we went to church. It was religious in that all good white families went to church in those days. My father stopped going very quickly because it was probably so boring to him but my mum kept going because that was what you did for your children. At some point I think she must have thought "what the hell? The kids don't want to go on Sundays and it's a big trek" and she'd had to have the roast ready for when we got back. And then I think she just couldn't be bothered. There was always discussion about religion in my house. I went to a Presbyterian school and the local church in Seatoun was an Anglican one and even then I was starting to pick all these differences and no one wanted to answer the "big questions". And by the time I got to university I thought I'd do a bit of religious studies and I just got hooked.