Scenes from the new Lib

Hello Lobolians

Once more I am here to talk with you from the library, but it is at a new location. This new library is huge, beautiful (at least from the inside) and filled with bright new things. I love the expanded computer terminals, the DVD selection is actually easy to follow and quick to grab, and the rows upon rows of books remain as tantalizing as ever. No new books today, the one I'm after is currently all checked out so I am number two for the holds. I got a couple DVD's a spectacular view of a pond and some evergreen trees, plus a power line. What could be more ideal?

It was hard waiting for the new library to open, but now that it is here, alle ist gut as the good folk from Deutschland say. Even the smell is fresh and pure, smells of recent construction are mixed with the happy book smells. What could make a better day?

Roman Wolf

(Isn't it lovely sometimes to have happy thoughts mingle among the gloom and doom that normally hits my mind as I sit down here? I am loving it!)

Another Fireside Chat

So.

I'm Back.

What's the point of mentioning the war today, so what that it is the anniversary. There has been many of those and there will be many more.

Or maybe I should, but no, I won't be the one talking. I'll put my words in another's mouth and let him do all the talking. So let's return to the campfire where we still find the nameless young boy and his mom.

"Mommy, why are there all those boots just sitting around in that picture?"
"Because they died. There is a war going on son, and unfortunately, people die in wars."
"Oh. So if people can get killed, why do we go to war then?'
"Sometimes bad things have to happen, otherwise worse things will. War is one of those things. But you are too young kid to worry about them. War is a grown up problem."
"But Jimmy's dad, he's at war. Will Jimmy's dad die?"
"No, no. Of course not. Jimmy's dad will come home and we can go over there for a barbecue. How does that sound?"
"It sounds like fun. Maybe I'll bring my truck and Jimmy and I can play in his backyard. Jimmy has a fun backyard, doesn't he mom?"

Let Jimmy's dad come home. Light a candle, pray, whatever. Jimmy may not exist beyond this page, but he lives anyway and no doubt he misses his dad. Everyone deserves to return home and return home safe and sound. Not only that, but we better make damn sure that when they do, we don't just throw them to the lions at hospitals or anything. This is a greater country than that!

Lobolius