Some would say that I’m burying my head in the sand. I say that, instead, I am maintaining a healthy perspective.
The book project continues to generate a lot of good will in a time when people are feeling stressed by what’s going on. Today was a good example of this. I first picked up four boxes of Alaskana books from the Post office and took them over to the Meeting House. These books are real gems – there are some older, rare Alaska books. I am not sure yet where they are going to go.
I next got young adult books ready to drop off tomorrow at Colony High School. Then I distributed books at Turkey Red and Vagabond Blues. It was Thursday, so after my rounds I met up with my friend Bea and we had lunch together.
I did more distribution after we parted company – then met up with Bill, Pete, and my new friend Timothy. Bill and filled the new bookcase that he built for Turkey Red. The old bookcase will go to Iditawash.
After, we celebrated by eating out. I paid for dinner with a gift certificate that I was given a few years back, by those who I provided with riding instruction. It felt good to pick up the tab. I wish that I had enough money to be a philanthropist.
We talked about many things; however, the situation in Ukraine never came up. It was in the air though, and we all are feeling unsettled. Maybe we should have talked about it.
Tonight, Milena called, and we talked about hoarding and perhaps making a video and calling it, “Alaskan book hoarders.” Those who participate would be a part of what I called “The 12-bookshelf program.”
So we here keep busy and hope that the Russians decide to leave our friends in the Ukraine alone.
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