Many of the patrons that visit the library where I work are regulars. They are people who come in frequently, and I have gotten to know them through chatting with them. They strike up conversations with me as they check out books and movies and such. Others I do not know and am not familiar with, but they also sometimes strike up a conversation with me. Maybe librarians are looked upon the way bartenders are, as someone to whom people can tell their stories. Occasionally, a patron will stand out to me as being particularly memorable. The other day a tiny, elderly lady came to the circulation desk at the library where I work carrying a huge book. I was busy checking out an item to the person ahead of her in line, so she slid the over-sized book up onto the counter to wait her turn. While she was waiting, she began to leaf through the pages of the book she had chosen. Her face took on a look of total joy. She was enthralled with what she had found. It was a colorful, photo-satur...
