Friday, February 19, 2010
Love Is Hauling Books
Every Friday, I send Kansas Dad to the "big" library in town. He hauls in two big bags full of returns, then stands at the desk while they retrieve 20-30 books from the back for him, ones I've requested over the past week. The wonderful library ladies know him and are always gracious. I think they are happy to see him and glad to see the books going in and out of the library. Who would work at a library and not be pleased to see books being read? Kansas Dad, though, is always a little sheepish, but he goes anyway. Every week. For me.