From the end-of-summer dinner before the Massachusetts move. We had a nice meal, said our goodbyes, and set sail on our own separate library adventures.
It was probably a terrible idea to set our opening date before we’d finished all our processing, arranging and cleaning.
It was probably a terrible idea, but through mild panic, a mighty force of volunteers, and yards of book tape, it worked.
Though in the days preceding our June 13 opening, we felt trepidation indeed, all worked to the good and the opening day was a smashing success. Most of our nightmares blessedly failed to materialize. We weren’t left alone with dozen of hot dogs and hundreds of books, nor was a run made on our little Marcia Street enclave, reducing us to an overwhelmed heap. Sure, calamities we couldn’t have expected befell the opening event (most memorably, a little boy peeing onto our fresh-scrubbed but thankfully cement porch floor!), but on the whole, opening day left us energized for the summer ahead. Important conversations were had, hot dogs got gobbled energetically, and books set off on adventures across the neighborhood. It’s only now we recognize how lucky we were.
Pictured, above right: A section of the chapter books and our politically nostalgic, obsolete old globe.
Pictures, above left: Adrian explains the library to a mother.