The place........Library: The small child, not quite five years old, was skeptical, nervous and resistant to stepping through the library doors for the first time, He could see the cavernous hall ahead. The mother held his right hand as her other elbow hit the automatic door button. The doors parted beckoning them both to pass through. He hesitated, tightening his grip and paused before allowing himself to be slightly pulled forward. Within a few steps, his eyes glanced upwards at the lofty ceiling that overwhelmed everything at eye level. The inside temperature was cooler and more comfortable than the outside air, but his apprehension deactivated the effect. He had been told that he would love the new library, that it offered fun and learning, but he had his doubts that something this big could be the sanctuary he had been promised. He stopped walking, stood for a moment and tried to measure his reactions.......