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I've had a slight vacation from my daily run through the internet. Today was supposed to be the first session of my preschool story hour. One little boy showed up with Mama. My most faithful day-care person called and said she had one child throwing up and two more with the runs. I told her we would catch up next week. Whew. The little boy must have been on a diet of chocolate this morning because he had a lot of energy.

I'm changing my direction just a little bit, so stay with me and I'll tell you the joys and sorrows of living and working in the middle of nowhere. I am 68 yrs young, and I've worked in this little branch library since 1966. I think that is 42 years. I've seen a lot of changes. We started operation in an old tavern. The sign was still swinging in front of the building. We put up shelves and the county bookmobile stocked the building. That was the operation from 1962 to 1966 when they hired me. It was staffed by volunteers , but that got old and some of the volunteers quit showing up. I went to work for 24 hrs a week at $1.25 per hour. I'm still there. I guess I like it. Don't I?

I'm gone for this session, but I'll be back.