This is the Glickman Family Library on the campus of USM in Portland. Growing up I passed it a lot. It was factory of some sort with four sides of glass windows. These days when I pass it I just think legos. When it was bought by the University and remodeled, someone called it the 'lego building', and it stuck, at least for me. I have this thing about libraries. I'm attracted to them big time. We have had a long and dated history together. It all started on Pleasant Avenue at the Burbank Branch Library. I'd ride there on my bike and sign out 3-4 books at a time. At Lincoln Junior High, I'd sign out of any studyhall I could and head to the 3rd floor and that room of books. I found London's books The Call of the Wild and White Fang on the shelves there. In high school, Mom was always lugging me to the Portland Public Library. It where I discovered what a research project was all about. During my collegiate years, if you were looking for me, there was a pretty good chance you'd find me in my favorite study carrel. The huge windows in our middle school library that just let the sun pile in was a favorite hangout for me at work. Lots of books. Lots of quiet, thinking spaces there. Oh, and yes, I must be perfectly honest now. There was always coffee brewing in the back room. Books and java, sort of a lethal combination for me.