Jane Yolen and the map of my childhood

Jun 10, 2004 21:15

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reverie, childhood

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ex_greythist387 June 11 2004, 06:15:23 UTC
This was lovely.

We drove along the same stretch of Sepulveda today; I headed south to a friend's wedding in Palos Verdes. The little branch library I described on Monday is in the housing cluster being built where Lincoln swings around LMU.

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sartorias June 11 2004, 12:58:41 UTC
What used to be the old Hughes airport? I was looking at that housing complex yesterday! How cool is that!

My old branch library, where I hung our for so very many hours, lies at the top of that hill, at the corner of Manchester and Sepulveda. I couldn't tell if it's still a library, but the building had the well-remembered shape, unchanged.

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ex_greythist387 June 12 2004, 00:42:21 UTC
Yep--still functional. (I had to check because the possibility of a branch retired in favor of the tiny, tiny new one caused some anxiety.)

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sartorias June 12 2004, 00:55:42 UTC
Oh wow, that is amazingly cool. Thank you! (I didn't have time to stop on the way to Marina, and then spent my time on the other side of Sepulveda afterward.)

I am so glad to find that library is still there. So many happy hours spent there; were I ever to accidentally bellyflop into wealth I would donate a massive sum to keep that place there for the community.

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merriehaskell June 11 2004, 12:31:02 UTC
That school, that neighborhood, form the basic landscape of my dreams.

I like that there are other people in the world who know the origins of their dream landscapes. Or even have such things. Thank you for introducing us to yours.

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rysmiel June 11 2004, 14:06:26 UTC
This is really lovely. Thank you.

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quiller77 June 11 2004, 15:06:46 UTC
Thank you for sharing. Your sixth grade teacher sounds like a modern day Medusa. ;-) Mine was only the normal old-school strict, who belched the odd bit of humiliation. My old middle school (gr. 4-9) is long gone, the victim of a firebug after a new school had already been built. But it, too, lives on in my dreams.

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rachelmanija June 11 2004, 15:33:46 UTC
I really enjoyed reading that. The bit with the teacher and the snake is begging to be put into a story some day.

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