My Love of Books or Sure Signs of My Insanity

Everyone who knows anything about me is aware of my love of books. In fact, I’m a little fanatical about it. I’ve mentioned how going to the library as a kid brought me such joy, the slickness of the plastic covering as I ran my hands over the title of the books I’d chosen, the sound ofContinue reading “My Love of Books or Sure Signs of My Insanity”

A Bounty of Books from the Library

One of my favorite places to go when I was a kid was to the library. I loved browsing the library shelves, selecting old favorites and new titles. I remember watching the librarian stamping the books, a staccato rhythm as she stamped the inkpad and then the card in the back of the book, backContinue reading “A Bounty of Books from the Library”