Like so much of what Charles writes, he carries himself away with himself, leaving his readers to wish him well, where ever he may be....  

There are portions of the library that were bright, transparent, and welcoming, as well as portions that were warm, darker, and comforting; the library presented alittle bit of everything, as a community space should.  The library, however, was not quite as ugly as the new remodel now renders it.

While some of us rarely go to the library anymore because of Overdrive and SLED, the library continues to attracts hundreds of patrons a day, and Charles' musings suggest that for someone writing about the Loussac, he was unacquainted with his subject.

I suppose that is why such material appears in the Opinion section of the few sheets of paper that remain of our newspaper of record. Perhaps, if the owners would widen their search, they might find writers whose work would sell papers.