It is a grand day for being alive (or inanimate, whichever you prefer).
I am the Little Free Library of Hunting Meadows, and today marks my official birth day.
My story, so far, is a short one. I began with a concept. Nothing big. Rather, I was a twinkle at the back of my caretaker’s brain. I was, what she affectionately thinks of, now, as a God Wink.
Two days ago (it was an early Wednesday morning) my creator (whom I will call Mary Sunshine) and her son went for a drive to see what the only Little Free Library in Strongsville Ohio (to date) looks like. What is its location? What did they do with it? Details, she wanted details. And she got details.
The only other one near by (I think of her as my cousin) is a beautiful little library dedicated to the memory of an 8 year old little girl. The housing area it is located in has huge yards and huge houses and the library is at the end of a street on a turn around circle. It’s wooded and quiet.
Mary though… if someone else can do this… she might be able to do something too. So she posted on Facebook in both her housing area’s Facebook page and her city’s Facebook page and found out that there is, indeed, interest. There is community support. There are people willing to help her be one of the helpers. So… she decided… in for a penny, in for a pound.
She was really worried that it would take a long time to get the money to get started. Little Free Libraries (prebuilt or kits) aren’t really expensive, but they aren’t really that cheap either, and right now disposable income isn’t that readily available. And again, what she thinks of, now, as God Winks happened. People started to donate… People are donating books. People are donating libraries. People are helping.
Mary has, quite honestly, shed some happy tears over all of this.
With Covid 19 and with people being divided pretty majorly over a lot of things in the world right now, Mary wasn’t really in such a good place. She was feeling very much like she lost herself and she was to the point (after several months) that she really didn’t think she would ever find herself again. This project has given her hope again. The world may be in chaos, the future of her world might not be what she would have hoped it would be, but she is finding her hope. She is working hard at being the person that Mister Rogers would have liked her to be.
When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, “Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.” ~Mister Rogers
Little Free Library of Hunting Meadows