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The Library Man
How often do you visit the Library? And what do you see? I see oceans and seas of books plus a homeless man doing zzz’s.. He’d apparently been reading before, he fell deep asleep. He can stay there, they say, as long as he doesn’t lie down to sleep. Sitting up is OK and of course, as long as he doesn’t create a scene. He’s kind and gracious and a little strange but can debate any role When he walked over, we had a talk about the devil verses mind control. Without asking, what he really wanted was someone to buy him lunch. There’s a McDonalds two doors down from where we were bunched. I don’t know what I expected when he woke up and looked around. But when I asked if he was homeless he wasn’t fazed at all. Yes, I have been for a while, he said, but my boat will soon come in. And I realized the library is a warm, safe place to relax and to be. And the librarians seem content to just let him be. In the end, I was sorry I couldn’t buy him that lunch. But recently, my abilities to do so had become a little stretched. I used to buy the books I read… now the library is more my taste. I just hope if it comes to that… he’ll graciously share this place. The library even has computers from where you could write. And the people there are varied and really rather kind. I’m on the edge but whole family’s once prosperous are already there. Cheap hotel rooms in even cheaper hotels, once skirted are full. The jobs don’t pay for anything more. They are: Bitter, Disgruntled, Lost. Needed are better and more jobs to re-establish the American Dream. To give them some hope so they can go back there again… And don’t just act toward them… like they’re your library man… Give them back their American Dream as best you can. Voice of Reason Contest
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