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Thank you to a scandalous woman . . .
It is International Women’s Day, and I am mad at my brother. It might as well be 1974, the two of us in the back seat of our father’s yellow Honda Civic, cushions strategically stacked in the middle to stop us from hitting each other on the long drive to a campground near Loch Lomond in Scotland. In passing this morning,…
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In celebration of World Book Day, I am remembering last summer when I realized, among other things, that my daughter loves to read . . .
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Memories of a Mobile Library
John Scalzi‘s homage to the libraries of his life prompted me to remember my first encounter with a library. Not a bricks and mortar library, the mobile library of my childhood was essentially a bus full of magic that visited a housing estate on Antrim’s Dublin Road every week. Although far from America, on this day that we celebrate the…
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a life-long love affair with books
When I was a child, the library came to me. Every couple of weeks, the mobile library van parked around the corner, its desultory young driver oblivious to my excitement as I climbed the steps up into the back of his van, a cramped space lined with shelves of books. For me, it was Aladdin’s cave. It was the place…