One of the best things in those issues of the RI Magazine that I was talking about yesterday is a series of articles about each of the departments on campus. I’m sure you won’t be surprised if I start with the library, my home at Rice since I first arrived 25 years ago. This piece captures a precise moment–the summer they began moving books into the new Fondren–and gives us a nice glimpse into what the librarians thought they were doing:
I protest the idea that there’s something wrong with being a bookworm’s dream world, though. That’s exactly what I like about it.
Also, I believe the word they’re looking for is “carrel.”
Bonus: Here’s what moving all those books looked like.