What is your earliest memory of a library? Who took you? Do you have you any funny/odd memories of the library?
We didn't live too far from our library in the small town I grew up in. We used to walk there a lot, especially in the summer when we craved the cold water from the water fountain, the AC, and the comfort of books all around us. My mom was definitely the first person that ever took me. She was always checking out books for me and my sisters. The library also had a great kids program. Readings, arts and crafts. That sort of thing. As I got older, my older sister, our next door neighbor and I would spend hours perusing the stacks and magazines. We would take our finds to the far back corner next to the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the playground. We would sit and read, talk and laugh, and sometimes play checkers. The best days were when it rained.