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From: Marret Kauffner
Date: 11 Jan 1999
I worked in the storefront library nearest to Florence Avenue when I was in high school. I'm not sure how many years I was there, but I got 65 cents an hour and graduated high school in 1956. I also worked in the library when it was on the corner of Everett, but I think there was a gap in between.
My mother was the Brownie Scout Leader for a while, and I have a copy of a newspaper clipping showing me and a few other Brownie Scouts putting together a show window exhibition with a dollhouse, which had won a prize, I think. That would have been around the mid-1940s. Miss Meinke, the librarian when I was a kid, always had a winter display in the window with ice skaters, snow, and maybe Santa Claus.
One of the librarians while I was working there took a trip to Mexico and brought me a silver bracelet that I think I still have. She later had a baby and wanted me to babysit. I was too embarassed to say so at the time, but I had no experience with babies and was frightened to death of the possibility. And she lived by Grand Army Plaza, much too far away. I still cringe when I think of ducking her phone calls, but I was so shy I could barely talk to anyone on the phone much less say no to them.
Still, my childhood memories of libraries are a source of wonderful books full of stories: first of animals, then of horses, eventually science fiction and astronomy.
