I get all warm and fuzzy when I’m in a book store, or a library these days.
For me, it began a long time ago, when mama took us to the children’s room of the Coshocton Public Library for the Saturday morning book readings by Miss Amy.
I remember feeling the anticipation start to build, the moment Mama opened the heavy oak door and herded all of us into the enormous entrance lobby.
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