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If you would like to read one of the few love letters I have ever actually mailed to the other party, check out Library Love Fest: Lizzie Skurnick Loves Libraries!, where they’ve reprinted a letter I wrote to the teen branch of the ALA, YALSA, this summer. ALSO AND INCIDENTALLY, you have a chance to win one of 25!  I do love librarians — mine really was nice and let me take the same book out for weeks. (And yes, she did notice.)

Dear Librarian,

I can still remember the exact cover of the book (pink plastic dust jacket, fraying) and where it was shelved (fourth bookcase on the right towards the back, middle of the second shelf from top). The spine had long since been rubbed to illegibility, and, looked at from the side, the crumbling pages were jagged, like teeth. The condition of the book may have been due to the fact that my grade school library in Englewood, NJ simply was in dire need of funding. But I suspect I inflicted much of this damage personally—since for a period of some months, that copy of Louisa May Alcott’s…..