You're never lonely when you have a library
I was a latch-key child in the early - mid 70s, before it was commonplace. I had divorced parents and although my grandmother was supposed to be watching me, she often had other things to do. I was an only child in a sea of kids with many siblings, and I was often alone.
I attended Catholic school and every Wednesday we’d get out at 1PM so that the CCD kids could use the school. I had nothing to do until my Mother came home at 6-6:30. I would walk the 10 blocks to the Bay Ridge branch of the Brooklyn Public Library and spend my Wednesday afternoons picking out books. Thanks to the great librarian (I wish I could remember her name!), I was turned on to the entire history of children’s literature. I read everything from Maud Hart Lovelace’s Betsy-Tacy stories, to the All-of-a-Kind Family books by Sydney Taylor, to Walter Farley’s Black Stallion series. I went through all of the Fairy books, and read everything I could find. My father was always traveling, and the librarian would help me find books about the countries he was visiting, so that I’d be able to talk to him about it.
I routinely borrowed 10 books and would finish them by the next Wednesday. I think I still have my old BPL card, a white card with black lettering, that would be photographed when you borrowed books. I was a voracious reader, far beyond my peers. By the time I was 10 I was reading college-level books, and I believe my academic success came from the love of reading which was fostered by the Brooklyn Public Library. I was never alone when I had a book in my hand.
We moved to NJ in 1977, and my new town didn’t have a library! I was so devastated that my Mom & I sought out a local group which was lobbying for a library. We joined, and we were thrilled when the new library finally opened.
Years later I decided that I wanted to be in a more urban environment, in a community like the one in which I grew up. First on my list was a large public library, one with resources for everyone. My husband agreed, since he, too believes that the library helps make the town.
To the unnamed Librarian in Brooklyn, thank you. <3 You gave me wings.