Reading is Fundamental

I love, love, love, seeing little kids in the library. A youngster, I'm guessing nine or so, in the kids section caught my eye today. He studied the shelves. One book after another was thoughtfully examined only to be replaced. Obviously a kid of discerning taste.

As I was leaving, he approached the desk with his selection. He solemnly placed his library card on his choice, and pushed it across the check-out desk.

I'm telling you it was all I could do to stop myself from running over to see which book had so tantalized his imagination to make the cut.

Of course I did wonder why he was in the library at 1:30 on a school day. The Marshal in me I guess.