We got to the library, unloaded the boxes and shelter and display boxes and outdoor shelter, wheeled all across the library lawn, and set up at our designated table. This took no time at all. We were joined by Lanisha – all were given bookmarks. At noon, parents and kids tumbled out onto the spacious lawn.
Robert, Pete, and Lanisha interacted with the public, telling those who stopped at our event tables that we had free books. In short order it became a feeding frenzy, with literally dozens of people selecting books. By the end of the event, all the children’s books were out on the table. We did not come home with many books.
A huge surprise, a blast from my past – the reappearance of Ken Waldman, the Nomadic Poet. He was much the same; if possible, even more self-absorbed than previously. He showed me a poem he wrote about Frank Soos; it was quite good. He is a good writer, and works hard at it, I think mostly in hotel rooms.
I told Pete that I was envious of him, having published so much and lived (thus far) a truly Nomadic life. Pete remarked that Ken’s life is not easy – he always has to hustle, for food, for publications.
We also made connections with some literacy movers and shakers.
And I talked with Lanisha, who is a woman with big ideas. She likes the idea of our acquiring the Eagle Hotel. My thinking is now that we should go for this. Pete agreed with me that we are going to have to see what the consultant thinks, and if this is something that we should consider. I think that Pete and I are going to have to wow this person big time. I hope she hops on the bandwagon, thinking that what we are doing and as well what we might do, is very impressive.
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