The first library I remember was the library inside Washington Elementary School in Mundelein, Illinois. Each week, I looked forward to walking down the hall and to the library, where I could check out anything I wanted.
Some of my favorites:
- A series about different animals. It was fiction about wild animals (I can’t remember what they were called). The books were short, there were a lot of them, and I couldn’t read enough of them.
- Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and Charlie and the Great Glass Elevator, by Roald Dahl.
- Where the Red Fern Grows, by Wilson Rawls.
- Dandelion Wine, by Ray Bradbury.
- The Call of the Wild, by Jack London.
When I got my own library card for the city library, I felt like I had joined an exclusive club. I still remember the first book I checked out: Sam, Bangs & Moonshine.
In the mid 90s, I worked in a library. Each week, children and adults waited in line, holding handfuls of books they couldn’t wait to get home and read.
Too bad people in parts of Philadelphia may not have that opportunity come October 2.
If a city as important to America’s history as Philadelphia loses many of their libraries and ends many of its programs, we lose a little something as a nation, don’t you think?