This article gives you numbers on how very beloved they are.

While growing up in Dunedin, my mother and I went to the library all the time. In high school, it was a place to read and relax. In college, it was where I hid away and did my reading.

My roommate and I always walked up the Gulfport Public Library to read periodicals and check on local events posted on the bulletin board.

Here in DC, there’s a library just across from Eastern Market where I will browse (I indulged big time at their last book sale).

In short, huzzah for libraries.