Saturday, August 19, 2006
Saturday sky above my library. As you can see it was built in 1905 and was paid for by Andrew Carnegie. Fortunately nobody ever tore it down to build a modern one, because I love this one. There is a lot of marble in there, on floors, steps etc. The upstairs is the children's area and when I first visited the library that's where I headed. I thought it was the most magnificent building I'd ever seen. Well, it probably was since I grew partway up on a farm in Ohio, and then moved here when I was just old enough to go exploring on my own. It's not really old like buildings in the east, but we've only been a state since 1907 (the 46th). Brand new state...oh wait, you don't want to listen to me sing. *G*. Now the books are checked out by computer but until really recently I had a card...not like a credit card, but a cardstock card with my name on it and little boxes where they stamped the date due for however many books you checked out. Now if you want to see if a book is there, you check the computer. But not all of them are listed, so you can still use the wooden drawer card catalogs. I wish if they ever got rid of them, they'd give them to me. Fat chance!
I sometimes long for a big city library that had more books (especially knitting boooks) but I like that they know my name, and if something comes in that they think I'd like they'll tell me.
Life on the prairie.