Today was a day of reckoning.
My library is old. I'm just admitting it, okay? There are lots of old, worn out books. All the pages are brown when you look at the tops of the books. Fifty years of dust. The pages feel worn and soft, but many books are not happily worn out like a favourite teddy bear that is always handled by a loving kid, they are just old and hardly used. They look tired.
But there's hope. I'll be making a mess in there for the next few weeks. I can get rid of stuff and free up lots of shelf space. I can get my volunteers on board. And, I can put new material out on the shelves.
There's always hope.
Friday, September 22, 2006
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