“Thank You, Mr. Quinn.”
This morning, while RT was returning a couple of books to the library, the library staff member at the circulation desk said, “Thank you, Mr. Quinn.”
It isn’t often that RT, in the middle of his dash to finish Gilgamesh and more often than not dressed casually, is addressed by his last name. He has to say that he likes it. RT’s Gilgamesh project is well known at the library, another fact that RT likes, and it is in general the respectful (if not enthusiastic) response that RT receives to his work that has helped endear Martinsburg, a town without the most glamorous of reputations, to him.
Too seldom do we pause to appreciate the work that others do in serving us. Today, I will only point out the lovely flower pots, filled with brilliant blossoms, that Martinsburg has put out on the sidewalk along Queen Street. It is in these gestures of respect and self-respect that we remember our own value, and the value of life. RT
Photo: Flowerpot in Hawes, the Yorkshire Dales. WikiCmns; Public Domain. Author: Immanuel Giel.