A library love letter
To the Editor,
It’s all due to the Haliburton library that I live up here now. My last job required a lot of work be done outside the office, so I chose to do it at the cottage as much as possible. Because as a cottager I didn’t know too many people, the library became my go-to place when seeking a friendly face. Or books. Or the Internet. Or it was raining. Because of the friendly relationship with very knowledgeable librarians, when the time came to build a more permanent home, the library was the first place I went for advice. Like, who’s a good builder? Well, came the response, I’ve never heard a bad word about builder X. After interviewing three other builders, builder X it was.
Three weeks later I walked into the branch and could see only the top of Mrs. Fraser’s head above the pile of books on the desk. “I’ve got for you,” came a voice. Me? What’s this? House designs. “Figured you’d be needing these about now.” How right she was. Several months later, same scenario. What? Kitchen and bathroom design books. These are important rooms, you’ve got to give them a lot of thought. How right she was. And so it went. Boy, did I feel special. What fabulous service – I didn’t even have to ask! I’ve since learned that everyone gets the same treatment.
It’s still my first stop every time I come to town, and I’ve had more interesting conversations with people I’d only cross paths with at the library. Everybody comes to the library sooner or later! Sitting at the computers I’ve talked to folks from every walk of life and all kinds of different places. The library makes it easy and comfortable to chat, to make connections, to have a laugh. It’s the community place where everybody is welcome and treated well without having to spend one red cent. Love, love, love our library branches.