The last bit of that story seems kinda blurry. My “information please” lady was our librarian.
She was always there to answer any questions, and she always knew the perfect book for that awkward little kid. Mrs. Griffith blessed generations of children. I was devastated to hear she passed after a protracted battle with Alzheimer’s. I pray there are libraries in heaven, and they are the wholesome places they once were.
I've got a favorite saying: When I die and go to Heaven, all I'll need is my books, and my flavored coffee, and I'll be happy.