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a new card for a new era

Last Saturday I stopped by the local library to pick up a book on reserve – Nathan Englander’s What We Talk About When We Talk About Anne Frank (a beautiful short story collection). Digging in my wallet for my library card while checking out, I came up empty. No library card. What – it was just … Continue reading


From about age five until I graduated from high school, the public library had a magnetism I could not avoid. I got a library card as soon as I could print my name – my signature is childish, loopy, uneven letters printed in black Sharpie. The library was brick, surrounded by bulbous conifer bushes. Just … Continue reading