I also grew up “living” at the library, Tim Cigelske. My earliest memories are of taking as many books as I could carry (or my mom could carry) home, sequestering myself in my bedroom, and just reading for hours. My mom always told me I was reading by the time I was two; I can’t be sure of that, but I don’t remember a time not reading.

Even more than your headline, what drew me to your article was the picture, which looks so much like the Easton, Mass., library, although apparently it wasn’t designed by the same man. The Easton library was designed by H. H. Richardson, but the Beaver Dam one wasn’t. But they still look so much alike! (I didn’t grow up in Easton, but I lived there for nearly 40 years, raising my family there.)

Thanks for a lovely article that instantly took me back a lot of years.