This library was beautiful, history, and free to visit. I had a rather large shoulder bag with me, so I had to check it in at the front desk (the one on the right). The lady at the desk, who had given us a brief and informative introduction to the library, said she would guard my bag "with her life." I'm a little wary about leaving my bag anywhere, especially near an entrance/exit, but this was a small town, so I thought I should trust people a little more.
I was a little disconcerted later on, when, upon leaving and going to pick up my bag, I saw that the lady had left and there was a new person in her place. It's my bag! You said you'd guard it with your life! Well, nothing was missing, so after getting over that initial panic, I was fine again.
But the library itself was spacious, had a lot of light (in most parts), and some rooms with amazingly old books whose titles you could read from behind the gated/fenced-in cabinet doors. There was one called "Dissertations on Food," from the 18th or 19th century. Awesome to see that foodie-ism goes way back.
One thing that I found strange about the library, though, was that it seemed confused about its identity--was it an archive and collection of writing from and about New England, past and present? Or was it a contemporary library that carried authors like Barbara Taylor Bradford and Carol Joyce Oates?
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