By Cynthia G. My journey into Librarianship began the first time I entered my small, two room public library in the Town of Pomfret where I grew up. I was about six years old. My mother brought me into the small children’s section and told me I could pick out any book I wanted and … Read more
By Kate M. Last year, I wrote about the opening of school and the inherent craziness of textbooks and class schedules, but this year I decided to write about high school football. Now, you may ask what prompted such an odd choice for a library blog? In truth, there are two or more reasons, but … Read more
By Sandra C. For my father, a man who came to this country battered by the Holocaust and hopeful that he could raise his children with the few resources he had, the public library was a true Godsend. He brought my sister and me here every Saturday, and it was among the musty shelves and … Read more
By Cathy B. I am not sure if this is relevant to today’s issues, but in the 1950s and 1960s, during a tumultuous childhood and adolescence, three libraries and two librarians came to my rescue. The first was the Lowell Public Library in Lowell, Mass., where a favorite uncle was the adult librarian. He brought … Read more
By Ariene G. As I listened to Mozart’s Symphony #40, I realized that the library is like a musical theme repeated throughout my life. It began when I was a little girl, at my local Chicago library, and I eagerly joined the summer reading group. Fast forward to Penn. State University, where I was a student and a clerk in … Read more
By T.D. I have very few memories of my mom taking me to the downtown library back home in Virginia. She says she used to take me there when I was in preschool, but after that, I don’t really recall spending time in any library. In high school, the library was there, but I only … Read more
By Chris H. My name is Chris and I have worked at the Hagaman Memorial Library for the past 20 years. I have many library stories to share and could write pages and pages filled with memories. One story I’ll share is about the children’s librarian, Carolyn, who worked at the library for about 30 … Read more
By G.T. I always enjoyed going to the library as a young girl with my grandmother. The quietness and respect in libraries was always magical for me. We moved from place to place in California; over 20 due to my parent’s divorce, starting a new life, remarrying, flipping houses, starting college, out on my own … Read more
By Dave E. My parents both worked in libraries. I will never forget the way my dad summed up what libraries were all about in one simple word. Sharing. That’s what he would say when people asked what libraries were about… I am now a librarian myself and try to keep that simple answer in … Read more
By Sande B. In 1952, after my second younger brother was born, my parents packed us up and joined the rapid migration to the potato farm suburbs of Long Island. Now my favorite aunts and uncles and grandparents were no longer a hop and a skip away. Most days, I was terribly lonely, and after … Read more