I have written about libraries a few times in my last 524 columns, 385 of which have been printed here. But who's counting? I guess I am.
Libraries are the past and the future, and everything in between.
I was at the Kentville Public Library one morning last week, doing some writing while my car was being repaired, hoping the bill will match the small amount I budgeted for—money I set aside for such annoying distractions as car repairs and tooth decay.
I would much rather spend my money on running shoes and new pens and pencil sharpeners.