- ed power
- October 31, 2010 - 13:34
Michael has captured the excitement and expectation I felt when I was 10 years old and walked up to the counter at the new Arts and Cultre Centre Library with my first library card in one hand, and Jules Vernes "Journey to the Centre of the Earth" in the other. This was no puny school library with Scholastic Readers or Golden Books, this was the Big Leagues! I've visited libraries in a number of countries and still get that same feeling. I bought an old Roman coin at the museum gift shop in Palmyra, Syria, not because it had any monetary value but just because each time I touch it I think about all the times it has changed hands, how many people have held it, passed it on to their kids; how far it has travelled, who was the last person to hold it before the earthquake destroyed the city. Old books, old coins, same mysteries. Thanks again for a great column.