Bell introduced me to my first home-run reads armed with ghost stories and science fiction and fantasy novels, she whet an appetite I’ve never been able to sate. There, in our public library, I met an extraordinary book pusher and kid-confidante, Ms. I just preferred spending my time nose-deep in fictional worlds. Sure, the local Lions’ Club did a terrific job on the playground equipment. As a kid, I was a lot more interested in the unassuming basement shelves of its children’s section than the brightly painted twisty-slide and monkey bars outside. I think of our first Carnegie Library, one of the grandest buildings in the county, an oasis just off Main Street. In truth, the call of the stacks began in early childhood. They directly impacted both sides of my career-as an author and as a school librarian. But we had at least one thing going for us-we had libraries.Īnd those libraries shaped my life. Back then, in that tiny town, we didn’t have a lot of things.
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