I dealt with whatever was bothering me through reading. You could not find me without a book.
She was brilliant and joyous and she believed- probably correctly- that libraries contain the answers to all things, to everything, and that if you can’t find the information you seek in the library, then such information probably doesn’t exist in this or any parallel universe now or ever to be known. She was thoughtful and kind and she always believed the best of everybody. She was, above all else, a master librarian and she knew where to find any book on any subject in the shortest possible time.
And she was wonderfully unhinged.
A library is a place where you learn what teachers were afraid to teach you.
Word Painting has been alive almost 5 years. There have been times when I have seriously considered shutting it down. Then, I get comments like this that inspire me to keep on posting. Thank you.