This evening as I was eating dinner, I read the following:
“In 1885, a group of civic leaders came together in the belief that their community would be stronger and more prosperous if knowledge was shared rather than held as a private commodity. To bring this vision to life, they began building public libraries to serve the population.”
Reading those two sentences brought up a tangible sensation of joy inside of me. Ever since I was a small child (when my mom would take my sister and I to the library and the three of us would check out books by the bag-full – literally taking 50-100 books at a time, and reading them all within the week), I have had a special, personal relationship to the library. As a youth I spent many hours in the Young Reader room of my city’s library. At certain points in my college career, I was among the stacks of the campus library more than I was in my own dorm room. As an adult in grad school, I spent numerous Sundays in a silent study carrel of my local community library. Even now, when I want to have quiet, uninterrupted time to focus and be productive, I can count on the library to provide me with that space.
Equally importantly, I adore that the library is 100% free, and open to anyone and everyone. Knowledge is a wonderful equalizer; and I *so* value that we have well-organized sources of facts and truth available to all who are willing to take the time and exert the energy to seek.
May we all find what we need.
And if we don’t, we can always ask a librarian. : )