Disappointed that library funding cut
Recently I was visiting Americus over a week-end. I had been told that the Genealogy section of the Americus Library was excellent. Saturday morning I went to the Library expecting to research some information pertaining to Americus. To my disappointment, the Americus Library doors were locked. I was later informed that Saturday closing was necessary due to a cut in funds to the Library.
The lack of funds being designated to the Americus Library is difficult for me to understand when the nearest library to me in my county, is a small library in and unincorporated town that is open on Saturday and Sunday afternoon!
How sad Americus city leaders do not see the Americus Library as a major asset to be funded and enjoyed by citizens of the city and county as well as visitors to the city.
Two Mondays this week?
It was Tuesday. Our area was experiencing the rage of the storm traveling through Georgia. I made my routine Tuesday stop to purchase an Americus Times Recorder from the outside paper box and Chevron on highway 30. The rain fell! I put my 75 cents in for the Sunday edition. I share this paper and inserts with peers at Perry Wellness Center. They use the edition in "Current Events" and for local and sports news.
I went inside Chevron to get change. Thankfully, I had other change in my pocket that I had forgotten. I opened the front door to the paper box and learned of only one copy in the door panel. I got this copy and let the door close to capture the zipper side of my wind breaker. The rain fell! I struggled in the rain and asked one guy for a screwdriver. He offered no help and walked on. I then asked a routine morning customer to go inside and get me a knife or scissors. Meanwhile, a polite guy from Reed Brothers Irrigation passed and saw my plight. He asked, "It is another Monday for you too?" He suggested another 75 cents to open the door; I had already lost my pocketed 75 cents to try this suggest. The jammed door would not open! I asked for a possible screwdriver. The rain continued but he returned to his truck for a screwdriver. Carefully, he tried to release my windbreaker corner. It worked. Only the zipper end was still lodged. I was wet and disgusted. I asked for a knife. He revealed his Swiss Army and cut the remaining cords to my now-wet wind breaker. We laughed as we walked away from the event. I had to share the goodness of people who take time to realize the mistakes of others. I did not get his name but thank him for his time, his screwdriver and his sharp Swiss Army knife. The rain continues to fall ...