I grew up with books. My mother loved books and all that could be learned from them, and she passed this love of reading and the printed word along to all of her children. Our family came to Reed City in 1945 when I was just a year old. Reed City was a wonderful place to grow up. I have many happy memories of my childhood here and many of them revolve around books. I remember sitting with mom and my three older brothers as she read us bedtime stories. From books. Many of those books came from the Reed City Library.
The first library I remember visiting with mom was in the basement of the Community Building at the southeast corner of Chestnut and Slosson streets. That building is long gone, the space now occupied by a small Yoplait parking lot. Fortunately the library didn’t close. It only moved.