I went back, and he went back, and the rest is history. We sorted through thousands of books – we had no idea what to save or why to save it. There were a lot of duplicates of young adult books. I suspect that they were from the Mat-Su School District warehouse.
Bill was somewhat neat and tidy; me, I had books all over the baling room floor. The community service workers came over and they took books. One guy took a book entitled The Cake Bible – he thought it was a religious tract. There was a yellow cat that would not leave us alone. Bob who worked in the processing area was very displeased with Bill and my presence.
The upstairs staff decided to have a holiday fundraiser, which we did, a few days before Christmas. I lugged hundreds of books upstairs. After, I lugged hundreds of books back downstairs. Bob’s wife made cookies – and Bob was probably right – VCRS made more money off the baked goods than they did the books.
Back then, I would not have predicted what salvaging a handful of books would lead to. I then, and now, am motivated to keep at this by the fact that I can’t stand to see really good books pulped, shredded, or taken to the landfill.
If others hadn’t jumped on the bandwagon, the bandwagon would be still.
Today, three years later – here we are. This morning, an email message, a very fancy and artful card inviting the Bright Lights Book Project to a reception for Diane Kaplan, the chief CEO for the Rasmuson Foundation, an Alaskan Based nonprofit organization that is philanthropic in nature. At first I thought the card was a ruse, but then I realized what it was. The enormity of being invited to this gathering then dawned on me. We’ve been a nonprofit for less than a year, and now are invited to an event in which established nonprofits will benefit.
There is just one drawback. This is a gala event. This means that Pete will have to wear a tie, and I will have to wear a dress. And this dress can’t be just any old dress – it has to be a fancy dress. Can I honestly do this?
I will just have to keep in mind the vision, which is ultimately going to be literacy classes and a distribution building. It all really is going to happen. Oh my dog.
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