AND, I swear, the same old ladies whom were working at the library when I was a kid, well, they are now in Denver, working at these libraries.
They know EVERYTHING. Can still tell you what book is where. What book you might like also in addition to the three in your hand. Won't excuse you from the overdue book fine. And yes, will still "sush" you. (BTW, when is the last time you "Sushed" someone?)
Yes, I still read BOOKS. No, not e-readers. Not, whatever electronic version of anything they send and call it a book. A real book with paper. (Back to my old-fashioned ideas - you must read the Newspaper and the Post Office). I like being able to GIVE someone a book. Not send them an e-mail.
Maybe it's my last hold out. Although, I thought the others were too. Which tells me, if any indication of my past behavior is a future predictor, I will one day NOT be reading a paperback book. But in the meantime, I love my paperback books.
That's really not the point of my whole topic here, I'm more about the PLACE not the BOOK. Denver Public Library also allows you to check-out on-line books. They just expire after two weeks (maybe three). Poof. Just like that. The book is gone. You checked it out, then you can no longer access it. No late fees.
Helping you get to where you need to be, right on time. (how can we NOT like that?)
I was reading a library book before Duncan's hockey practice the other day. One coach commented, "I LOVE the library". It made me smile. A few years ago, another coach, stopped and commented on the book I was reading ("Rum Diaries") and says "I LOVED that book, maybe I need to pick it up again. I should stop by the library."
Once again, I'm not sure what people ACTUALLY do, just we all miss something we don't do.
At the start of this year, I mentioned a blog, and a story she wrote. This is the part of the story:
In The Library you are safe. It smells of old books and worlds you’ve yet to explore. It smells of worlds you’ve loved that beckon you back. It smells of the bacon sandwich the guy in the corner has smuggled in while he devours words and food, not sure which is more filling.In the library you are prepping.Everything that happens in the library is just preparation for the next year. That means if you fuck something up this year it’s fine. This whole year is just practice. The library is made for that. Maybe you spend the year writing a book no one will ever read. Maybe you spend the year recuperating from last year. Maybe you burn the Thanksgiving turkey and forget an important birthday. It’s okay. It happened in The Library. It was just practice for next year. Maybe it’s insanity, or maybe it’s just me, but somehow I think we all need a year in The Library. A year where it’s safe to make mistakes. A year where it’s okay to have to escape and stare out the window without someone asking you when you’re going to get back to work and fix your life. A year where we all whisper quietly about our plans and our wishes and dreams and darkest fears. A year in The Library. A year of getting lost in dusty, forgotten corners, and a year of finding the want. (The want to leave. The want to play. The want to shrug off the dreams and walk out in the sunlight. The want to pounce on 2014 with glee and rapture.)
My favorite line from the quote "a year of finding the want".
To my overall being, this year has been BORING. A year spent in the dusty old library. The gypsy girl? She went to Hawaii, she was happy for a bit, but she has an itch of reading a classic, of dreaming and escaping.
The hockey mom got lost back in the stacks. Dusting. Trapped and Depressed. Back in the section where she's not happy. Martha Stewart must be hiding in the library too. As we haven't seen her for a while.
The Vail girl? We haven't really seen her in years. She pokes her head about about once a year, but has let someone else be in charge.
The athlete? The lover? The business owner? The adventurer? The mom (you know the one making baskets. The one paying attention to the details)
Where the hell has all my support staff been? Where were they when I needed them?
I think they have all been in the library. Reading some books. Recovering from their mistakes. Learning new things. Deciding what to dust off. What to leave on the shelf. But never wavering. Always there. Gathering speed. Recuperating from their past, to make them even stronger and better. Setting their goals.
Here at the start of the year, I was thinking a year in the Library might be a bad thing. Now, well, I'm thinking, it's just what we needed.....