Since putting up the sign in the Free Library telling people not to put books inside, because they would be ruined by the nightly sprinklers due to the broken door, I have avoided the park. I am embarrassed I put up that sign, even though it said "city has been notified."
Who the hell am I to tell people not to put books in there? So what if they get ruined by water? Maybe that's ok. Maybe that's not the point of it all.
I had barely been walking down to Bell Road, and definitely avoiding the box. Today I went back. The door was not repaired. Inside one could see many additional books. The worst damaged had. been removed. I couldn't tell if there was more ater damage on others. One person had thoughtfully wrapped their donation in a plastic bag. It was the autobiography of the current vice president. I loved that someone had cared to do that.
Anywya, I ripped out the signs. I may make new ones with a warning that books may get ruined, but it is not my business to tell people not to put books there. I feel so relieved. I can go back to my joyful checking of the library, and my normal walks. I may intervene to rescue certain books if I deem it necessary to do so., but otherwise I must let things play out as they are meant to do, not as I want.
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