Tiny Bubbles

I’m glad I was working at the circulation desk this afternoon when Russell came in. Russell is a gentle grandpa who has read every fiction book about naval warfare that we have, from Patrick O’Brian to C. S. Forester. We ordered books from other libraries for him. He made an occasional foray into Bernard Cornwell, […]

I Can’t Hear You, There’s a Plank In My Eye

Sometimes working with the public can be exasperating. But if your job exists to serve the public, you just have to grin and bear it. Knitting Lady uses the library quite a bit. I can dignify her with a name now, Tammy, since she is becoming a staple in my blogging life. She’s just an […]