|I can't remember ever not being surrounded|
with books (and magazines).
I can't remember ever not having books around, but I don't recall an actual library (other than the overstuffed bookshelves in my elementary school classrooms) until we moved during my seventh grade year. The public library in our new town was across the street from my school, just a few blocks from home, and I spent hours upon hours there throughout the rest of my growing-up years.
When I began moving around as an adult, the library was always at the top of the list of places to locate and explore, second only to the grocery store. Applying for a new library card was even more important, in my eyes at least, than obtaining a new driver's license. Legally checking out books definitely trumped legally driving.
When I had kids, they received their library cards just as soon as the rules allowed. We visited our local branch libraries faithfully and always left with bookbags stuffed full, as I had done as a child. I learned a lot during those years from the local children's librarians and truly appreciate their role in shaping our sons into true book lovers, as they remain today as adults.
I'm so thankful for libraries and librarians and for the wonderful memories they, and their books, have provided to me and to my family.
Do you have a library memory worthy of a National Library Week share? I'd love to read it.
P.S. The next National Library Week will be April 10-16, 2016. The theme is "Libraries Transform."
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