Shh, No Talking in the Library!

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By Madeline H. 

Probably the only place my sister and I could be counted on to be quiet was in the public library. The librarians could hush us with a lift of an eyebrow. It was the 1960s and my sister and I walked the five blocks to the library frequently. I remember the lined cards kept in the pockets on the inside cover where the librarian carefully noted the due date for every book we checked out. We always saw the red sticker on the inside cover reminding us to wash our hands before we read books. There was also that tremendous sense of relief when we brought the books back that, even though we knew we were not late in returning them, seeing the librarian confirm that. After all, it was a penny fine for late returns.AIR MAX PLUS

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