Last month I wrote about my return to the local library and, after reading the column, one of my readers was prompted to share with me the story of Mr. E.
Mr. E started working as a salesman after returning from World War II when he was 21 years of age. He supported a large (10 children) family over the course of his sales career and retired at age 60.
I’ve had a library card for as long as I can remember. I can still picture the library in the city I grew up in; it was an old brick building set at the edge of a park in the middle of the city.