This week’s topic is ‘At the Library,’ and isn’t about a particular ancestor. If I was being completely honest, this week should probably be called ‘At the Veterinarian,’ as I ended up having to take our almost 5 year old Bernese Mountain Dog to three different vets in three different states in three days for epileptic seizures, which was on the heels of 17 inches of snow followed by torrential rain resulting in minor flooding in the area.
The library in my town holds a special place in my heart. I would often tag along with my grandmother as she returned and took out more books to read every couple of weeks. My grandmother lived just up the street from the library and we would walk together.
As an adult, I recently discovered and joined a local genealogy group that meets at the library once a month. I’ve only been to a couple of meetings so far, but I’m really enjoying myself. It’s a very welcoming group with people of all different genealogical experience. I don’t consider myself to be a very social person; I work from home and don’t get out much. In fact, I consider myself to be quite socially awkward. This genealogy group has been a fantastic way for me to try and push the boundaries of my own comfort zone and share the genealogy tips and tricks I’ve learned over the years with others.
The library building itself is not large by any means and has stood there since 1904. It is a one-story Georgian Revival structure, 60×28 feet with an annex 26×16 feet in the rear. The structure itself is composed of Ascutney Granite for the foundation, with the exterior walls being red brick. The cornices and exterior trimmings are made of Fitchburg Granite. The roof is made of the “finest Maine slate.”
I’m looking forward to the next genealogy group meeting that will occur in a couple of days at the same small library I grew up going to.
(And yes, the dog is okay now, but will need some additional follow-up testing and medication 3x a day for the rest of his life.)