I stopped into Longfellow Books last night. They bill themselves as a 'fiercely independent community bookstore'. They are one of the last local bookstores holding out against the Amazons of the world. It's located at Monument Square, and it was packed with parents and kids. You couldn't tell that from this photo. This room was so quiet with everyone thoroughly engrossed in their reading. These two fellers, in this comfy couch, have launched themselves into a world of their own. They remind me so much of my years sneaking away to the Burbank Branch Library at the bottom of Pleasant Avenue. It didn't have an overstuffed couch like this, but the books were enough to take me away. I especially enjoyed taking my bike there on Thursday evenings. The library was open to 7:30 PM, and I could use the light on my bike to get me there and back. It was adventurous. It was another time. I remember I was really into Robb White novels set at Annapolis. Midshipman Lee of the Naval Academy, The Lion's Paw and Up Periscope are three that I remember reading. We played army a lot in the summer, and I got a lot of ideas to use reading these fictional adventures. Buddy and I even used our flashlights to signal back and forth between our houses. We did lots of these clandestine operations at night. It was another time. As a matter of fact, if this couch was there amid all the books, I might still be there. I milked my imagination as much as I could.