It's amazing - I finally got my husband to join Facebook. (He still thinks it's stupid, though.) I like it because I keep up with my kids who live across the country and my many friends who live across the world.
Enough of that. I'm STILL enjoying more than anything, working as a Reference Librarian. My daughter and her husband are going to spend a lot of money on an aptitude test to find out where their talents lie. (http://www.jocrf.org/.) I know that I'm born to be a librarian.
I'm actually a third-generation librarian. My mother was a fine-arts librarian at the Baltimore Public Library before she met my dad. She still complains that when she went to Drexel for her library degree it was only an Associates. She was a bit jealous when I got my job. She can't quite understand that at 90, she probably would not be able to work all day.
My Great-Aunt May (who raised my mom) was the first librarian in the family. She went to library school at the turn of the last century in Albany, New York (also where I went to library school). One of her professors was Melville Dewey and he was apparently quite a womanizer. The girls were told to be careful around him. Aunt May was a librarian for the War Department during World War I and set up libraries at Navy and Army bases around the country. She went home to Chambersburg, Pennsylvania when my mother's parents died in the 1920's and became a college librarian at Wilson College.
So you can see, it's in my blood or genes. Ask me a question - I just love to find answers!
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