Posting No. 500

Gosh.

This is the 500th entry.

Whodathunkit?

I've written a lot since beginning the blog in January 2007. There were some specific and non-specific reasons for beginning (and continuing) the blog. The non-specific ones are self-evident. I like to write, I like to relate stories, and I like to think that some of what I write is of interest to someone other than me and some of my six faithful readers. My friend Stuart Perelmuter observes that he thinks about 80% of what I write is absolutely true and I work with the other 20% to make it interesting. I'm not going to comment of Stuart's observation other than to say I still adore him in every way, notwithstanding this 80/20 breakdown observation.

The specific purposes I've never really addressed, although I will say here, briefly, that the writing is therapeutic in a great sense. Writing stories, whether from a trip over the weekend to Pikeville or recalling an incident from twenty years ago along Euclid Avenue in Lexington allows me not only the nostalgic luxury of reliving the past (and by using Stuart's 20% perhaps adding to nostalgia with some revisionist history), but it also keeps my mind working and reworking those cells that as time goes by and age adds to ailments, may be failing either of their own accord or by forces beyond their control.

So, I happily write - happily most of the time. I have, as I did in the last entry, mentioned the passing of friends, neighbors, and relatives who have played a role in my life, whether recently or from generations ago. And I've written of a religious journey which is still underway but much closer to the end than the beginning - the light at the end of the tunnel is getting fairly bright. I've covered politics, including my own ebb and flow and wax and wane with the Kentucky Democratic Party, even though some of those entries are no longer posted. And I have weaved the arcania of Louisville and Kentucky into the passages where I could.

One of the reasons I love to write is that I also love to read. I think the two go hand-in-hand, or one feeds the other. While I haven't been an avid writer all my life, despite always having wanted to be one, I have been an avid reader from as early in my life as I can remember.

I was reminded of that early desire to read by an entry on another blog yesterday which mentioned Kentucky's First Lady, Jane Beshear, and her summer reading list. On that list was a book called From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler. I mentioned that book in an entry, #102, posted on May 14, 2007, an entry related to libraries, which have long been a favorite place, or number of places, for me.

So, to celebrate the 500th entry, I am reposting my 102nd titled On Libraries. The post recalled the libraries of my life, places which may have been the genesis for this blog.

Here is the reposting, On Libraries, from May 14, 2007.

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Monday, May 14, 2007
102. On Libraries

One of the five of my faithful readers, Nick Stump, posted a comment on my Library Tax entry from a few days ago. It bears repeating for all to read. We all have places in our upbringing which has led us down the roads we have taken in life, sometimes without our knowledge. Here is some of what Nick wrote:

I spent half my childhood in a small library in Hindman, Kentucky. My librarian was James Still, a very well respected writer in the 40's, (River of Earth) and in his day considered on par with and a friend of William Faulkner. Still never sought fame as a writer, preferring to live out in the country at a small cabin on Wolf Pen Branch. I don't believe, at the time, 50 people in Knott Country were really aware of what a great treasure we had in Mr. Still. He quietly lived his life and was always there to help guide an inquisitive child's thirst for books.

His comments reminded me of the libraries in my life. One of my first recollections of my childhood is in the library of Blue Lick Elementary, where I attended first (and second) grade. We assembled there - to the right of the office on the first floor of the building - to read the tale and listen to the music of Sergei Prokofiev's "Peter and the Wolf." The version we learned was narrated by Leonard Bernstein. I also recall the field trip we took in Ms. Hoagland's 2nd grade class to the Louisville Free Public Library downtown, where upon entering the old entrance on York Street, one made an immediate left into the Children's Section. I believe the location of that section remains where it was forty years ago. I could walk straight to the location of my favorite childhood story "From the Mixed Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler." The only other book I remember from the era was "Charlotte's Web." These books were first encountered at my 3rd and 4th grade school, Old Prestonia. The library at the old Prestonia School, all the way upstairs, was presided over by Mrs. Virginia Riegler. When the school moved to a new location the next summer, Mrs. Riegler and all my favorite books moved with it. New Prestonia's library was on the first floor in the first hallway to the right off the main corridor. It was there we made tapestries focussing on the "fertile crescent" of the lands between the Tigris and Euphrates rivers, where we were taught civilization began, and where today we are concerned it might end. Little did I know then that those lands, as well as those in and around Israel, would be the central theme of foreign interest for most of my life, so far.

At Durrett High School, the library was on the second floor toward the bottom of the "F" shaped building, which was the Preston Highway end. The library was one of three places in the building which was properly heated in the cool months and air-conditioned in the warm months, the other two being the front office, and the wing leading over to the old gym. I quickly signed up to be an aide in both the library and the front office. Mrs. Patsy Meglemery was the librarian. (Durrett eventually closed and served for nearly a decade as an annex for the Board of Education. In 1990, it was remodeled and opened in 1991 as the new location for Louisville Male High School. I toured the new facility and noted the library has been relocated and extensively updated to a location on the first floor at the top of the "F").

Upon my enrolling at the University of Kentucky, I quickly familiarized myself with the Margaret I. King Library (South), the then-main building [actually buildings, a set of three] of UK's library system. Inside was a set of shelves, "the stacks" all in a scaffolding-like structure, which could be accessed at different and oddly placed points from the two older and newer wings of the building. It was quite an interesting place. Another of my favorite study spots was the Architecture (or maybe it was the Fine Arts since Architecture was over in Pence Hall) Department Library located in a basement of a newer building along the walk called Patterson Drive. I'm not sure if I could locate it today. Since 1998, the main library for the university is the William T. Young structure, built in a depression in the earth which back then was called Clinton Field, or maybe Pennsylvania Field, I'm not sure. It seemed like an asteroid may have hit there and caused the depression. It was an odd piece of terrain. Some people say the W. T. Young Library is slowly sinking into the earth.

At Bellarmine College, where most of my college credits (but not my diploma) were gained, the Library was nothing to write home about. Mrs. Klausing was the Chief Librarian. Bellarmine University replaced their library a few years back, moving it out of the old Administration Building and relocating it to a new and modern structure called the W. L. Lyons Brown, after a wealthy benefactor. At my collegiate Alma Mater, Spalding University, the library, another one which is nothing special, but does have a very interesting "Kentucky Room" with old volumes on Kentucky's history, is located, appropriately, on Library Lane, the northern terminus of which yields one back to the main entrance of the Louisville Free Public Library on York Street.

We all have libraries in our pasts and most of us continue to use them as we move through the present and into the future. Hopefully, the voting public of the Louisville-Jefferson County Metro will see to it that this opportunity appears on the ballot and the results are a positive move for our library and our community.

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The Louisville Free Public Library, above