Wild Thing, Hold Me Tight

You Know You've Had a Busy Stop When...

Wild Thing feels right at home in the Bookmobile

The warehouse where we park is strangely, deathly quiet this morning. The light from the overhead florescent bulb flickers. Is that a thump? A moan? Coming from the bookmobile? Do I dare open the door? Yes, I do! Careful, now. Careful. Aaugh!





Oh, You again. Wild Thing try to behave.

Don't miss your chance to see Wild Thing this month @ your local public library

Ingenius Amish

I was running late and hoping to make up some time. Traffic had slowed to a crawl. What on earth was going on? Finally, the long line of traffic ahead of me cleared and I could see what the hold up was. A buggy with a box at least the size of a queen sized mattress strapped on top. Trust me, I wasn't the only one gawking. My camera was handy to I snapped this pic while waiting for my chance to pass. (I do not recommend this for non-professionals!)

Yesterday, the was a picture I did not get and wish I had. A curious parade pulled into the lane where we were parked. Leading the way was Sadie on a scooter. Behind her was her husband in a motorized wheel chair. Hitched to the chair was a wagon in which a little boy and a little white dog happily rode. On the back of the wagon was attached a "slow moving vehicle" triangle. I asked Sadie if her husband would have trouble pulling the wagon back up the hill. She just laughed, "oh, he's pulled much bigger wagons up that hill already!"

John J. is 95

Bookmobile customer, John J., recently turned 95. I'm impressed but he isn't. His comment: "Whoop-de-doo, I lost a screw!" The bookmobile had a special birthday gift for John J. All the books he cared to borrow, for free! You can come by anytime for your special birthday gift, too. We wish John a great year!