While tooling around Flickr I found an image of the library in my hometown.
This was the place I would hang out and wait for my father to be done with work, where my mom was on the board of trustees, where I would bound up the stairs on all fours to get to the children's room. This is where I discovered the mystery of the stacks and the depth of subjects you could find in them.
Pretty fun how much of your own history you can find through other people's pictures on Flickr.
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