
Welcome to my library. I began my love affair with libraries and books in first grade.
My teacher (Ethel Smeby) commented to my parents, on my report card, that perhaps they could take me to the local library every week. I should be further along in my reading skills than I was. So one Saturday, my mom walked me into the Zion public library, and lead me to the front counter. She then told the librarian that I was to read, while she was shopping at the Jewel and National grocery stores. If I caused any trouble, the librarian was to set me on the front steps, and I would be dealt with upon my mom’s return. I so enjoyed those Saturday mornings, exploring the small kid’s book stacks in the children’s wing of the library. It was the only place where I did NOT get in trouble. I learned how to read and use the card catalog, and after several years (three or four) of proper library and book etiquette, I was allowed to retrieve books by myself, in the adult wing. I had come of age in the library.
At the entrance of the Zion public library was a glass display case. There were always some books behind the glass, with a story or theme highlighted. I was always intrigued by why what books were advertised. Since my personal collection of books has continued to grow to library-like proportions, I have kept those random themes alive using a revolving “Jeffersonian” book rack, handmade by my brother-in-law. On it are five adjustable shelves, that I can display books on. I take pictures of the books, and give descriptions and backstories. Too often books get put into library tombs. I plan on showcasing library tomes. My books breathe and thrive on their regular shelves, each waiting impatiently to be recommended.
I hope you enjoy reading these highlights, and seeing books I have collected through the years. And sometimes, there are unusual connections: to dates, to one another, to current events, that tie these books together by some invisible thread. You will see a few examples. I have collections of connections. Thus is my passion of books.
Scott Will