“As a student at Walt Whitman Junior High School, I used to go to the local public library after school several times a week. The warmly lit reading room and smiling librarians were a pleasant change from dashing between classes and working hard. Looking through the card catalogues for assigned books or simply something to read, was always fun because I never knew what would show up on one of the cards as I searched through the stack.
My high school years were spent in Beverly Hills, California, where the public library was housed in the beautiful city hall. During those years, Watson and Crick deciphered the genetic code and the New Yorker magazine serialized Watson’s account of their process. Each week I could hardly wait to go to the library to look at the new magazine and read Watson’s racy account of their experience.”

-- Renée Harwick