I normally avoid listening to the news. It's always bad. Of course, some of it always reaches my ears. An accident here, a shooting there, a bank robbing granny. I guess I've become galvanized to a certain degree against bad news.
But tonight I heard something on the news that made me more mad, and madder, than any news story I've heard in weeks. Someone burned down the new library in Williamsport, Indiana. An autographed collection of James Whitcomb Riley books -- gone. The town's constitution -- gone. A 9/11 memorial display -- gone. Books, DVDs, CDs, computers, knowledge, learning, truth, lies, laughter, pain, humanity -- all gone.
I have a lot of books here. Maybe they could use them. I'll post a link if and when I find more information.
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I heard about that. The library was my life. Luckily, it is now rebuilt, and can resume being my life.
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