Little Free Library, Todd Bol, died from pancreatic cancer several days ago. In his honor, tonight when Hubby Tony and I were out walking after dinner I stopped at the Library at a house several blocks away from ours.
This location always has a nice selection of genres to choose from. Today that included Romance, Mystery, Thriller, and Science Fiction novels, volumes about Spirituality, Health, History, and Religion, a couple of Biographies, and a handful of Young Adult books.
By this point in the day the sun was going down and it was starting to feel a little chilly. When I left the house I wrapped a scarf around my neck and put on a fleece jacket, but could also have used some gloves. I solved the cold hands problem by pulling the jacket's sleeves down to keep them warm.
After looking all the books over I had it narrowed down to two, then chose the one that was small enough to fit into my jacket pocket. That way I wouldn't have to expose my hand to carry it.
Five years ago today: Why Me?
Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read. (Groucho Marx)ReplyDelete
Good one! I had never heard it.Delete
nice way to remember himReplyDelete
I read that he died too, made me so sad. Not only because he died but because, like all people who die from cancer, we will never know what he might have done next.ReplyDelete