About

As a former library director, I often find myself wondering what “other” story may be told, if only a book could tell it. Shared books; whether they be from a library, a classroom, a book swap, used book store, or simply dropped at your doorstep by the neighbor down the street; must all hold the seen but untold stories of those who possessed them for a time.  Stories that have nothing to do with the words and/or pictures that are carried within their pages. What would they say?