“A library is many things. It’s a place to go,
to get in out of the rain. It’s a place to go if you want to sit and think. But
particularly it is a place where books live, and where you can get in touch
with other people, and other thoughts, through books. If you want to find out
about something, the information is in the reference books — the dictionaries,
the encyclopedias, the atlases. If you like to be told a story, the library is
the place to go. Books hold most of the secrets of the world, most of the
thoughts that men and women have had. And when you are reading a book, you and
the author are alone together — just the two of you. A library is a good place
to go when you feel unhappy, for there, in a book, you may find encouragement
and comfort. A library is a good place to go when you feel bewildered or
undecided, for there, in a book, you may have your question answered. Books are
good company.” – E.B. White, Writer/Author
If I was told there was a bomb in my building and I had five minutes to evacuate my apartment I’d grab a grocery bag and quickly toss these items into it: 1. A photo of my grandparents, Mom and Pop and me, when I was 15 years old. I learned what love is made of from them. I learned what it is to be kissed on and hugged in arms so tender they felt like God’s arms. I discovered self worth from those two angels in human flesh. Of all the people in my life, they were the ones who made me feel I counted. Honestly, whatever capacity I have to love others came from them. 2. A sentimental, dog-eared, stars in the margin copy of Pat Conroy’s, “The Prince of Tides.” It is a book I have read three times and often return to for its wisdom. It is a harsh, profoundly tragic novel, the story of a family so broken and tortured by such flawed and wounded people that it is sometimes difficult to turn the next page. And yet it is the story of such Herculean courage and endurance that you want...
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