I can still remember the first day my mother took me to the public library to get my library card. It was the summer after first grade. I wonder why she waited so long to take me. She used to take my two year old niece to the library all the time.

My folks never had a library of books at home. They read mostly magazines and newspapers. Mom used to read murder mysteries from the library and trade paperbacks with the ladies she worked with. I always wanted to live in a house with a "wall of books" like the one my godfather had. Well I got my wish and then some -- I married a former English major who has a penchant for architecture! We're drowning in books!