I remember the first time I went to the library at school. I was in the first grade and I was totally and wonderfully enthralled. Surrounding me were all the books I could ever want. As a little one just starting out, I hurriedly learned to read so I could explore the library and all of it’s secrets. I loved books. I mean I really LOVed books. It was in books that I could become anyone or anything. I read the classics. I read biographies and autobiographies. Mystery, adventure, and intrigue….all contained between the covers of book. And when I didn’t have a library book, I read the encyclopedias at home from cover to cover. From A to Z…and then the new additions that updated them. Medical books about human ailments , books of poems, and even newspapers. There was a whole world out there ready to explore. In our little town of Van Horn Texas was our city library. In the 60’s and 70’s I frequented the aisles. I would walk the many blocks just to get to walk in the door. ...
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