She always had a warm smile and could recommend the best books. We had a lady at my local library called the Purple Lady. She said the other copy they had wasn’t as pretty so she gave me the one she was reading and said she’d finish it when I returned it. Louis Public Library to check out Lolly Willowes and it turned out the librarian that I asked for help was currently reading it. Little wonder they did filming for City of Angels there. Walking into the San Francisco Public Library. Jim K.īird Library at Syracuse University near the windows overlooking the campus, twilight, light snow falling. In basic training when we got our first pass, most headed out to the bars. It was my refuge and 32 years later, it is still my sanctuary! - chillerjanow My job was to clean it, and I’d get 25 cents to run get a slice of pizza and then I’d spend the whole day at the library. When I was 10 years old, there were 5 of us living in a 1 bedroom apartment.
Please know my times at the library are among the happiest memories of my childhood. Sometimes, I didn't behave my best, so here's my apology to the librarian who had to put up with me. I would read and wait for the bell to ring to get to my next class.* - srtinker They wouldn't DARE mess with the librarians. I would hide from my bullies in the library at school. Join fellow readers in this walk down memory lane with these memories at the library:
It was also sometimes a weekly tradition to go with mom, dad, grandparents or siblings-a time to look forward to being together. It was where you discovered some of the best books you’ve ever read and got your very first library card. Of course, there were answers like, “All of them!” and “Too many!” One reader was even amazed that memories now extend past the library doors: “I love that libraries exist in person and online through the Libby app!” (Same!)īut you also shared that it was a place to escape. So, we asked readers on social media, “What’s your favorite memory at the library?” Library lovers flooded the comments with a tidal wave of happy memories. Our memories of these beloved institutions are vivid-whether it was decades ago or even just last week. I can’t think of many other communal places you can visit and be welcomed in without paying a dime. A feeling that’s a mix of belonging, nostalgia, a much-needed hug and, for many, like home. The library is a place but it can also be feeling.
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