I have great memories of walking with my cousin after school to the YMCA or to the library. We both remember having to use the old card files and the Dewey Decimal System to locate a book, carrying a pile to the table for research pre-Google, and putting the actually books back where we got them. I really thought I posted this before but I can’t find it. I don’t typically post twice in one day, but after talking with a very helpful, always smiling librarian when I went to pick up my new book this morning, I thought I post it (again). If you’re local you know just the man I am referring to.

Books. Pathways to new places.