It's been a year since we launched our Book Exchange outside our house. "We" includes my wife Susan who inspired the idea and maintains the exchange weekly. It's been a great success and very much welcomed into the community.
Shortly after the birth of our book exchange, I experienced a true Norman Rockwell moment. I was looking out at the book exchange from the front window of our house and the area at the bottom I could see through to the street. On the other side stood a young patron. I had no idea of male or female at first, but it turned out to be a boy. He had the door open and was busy picking through the books and all I could see were his running shoes below, untied, and a yellow rope tethered to the small dog he was walking down the street. The yellow rope with the dog tied to the end was eager to continue down the street, but the patron needed more time. This went on for several minutes and the yellow rope was tight the whole time. There are times you wish you were a painter!