“The Public Library: A Photographic Essay” by Robert Dawson, foreword by Bill Moyers, afterword by Ann Patchett
c.2014, Princeton Architectural Press $35.00 / $41.00 Canada 192 pages
Last week, you traveled to Russia.
You were in London the week before, and the Arctic the week before that. You’ve ridden donkeys, done lab research, danced a quadrille, and dined with important people, infidels, rabble rousers, romantics, and a ghost or two.
And this all happened within a few miles of your home, because that’s where your library is. So how does your home-away-from-home compare to others? Browse through “The Public Library” by Robert Dawson and find out.
Imagine how many books you’d find in seventeen thousand libraries.
As Dawson wrote the introduction to this book, that’s how many public libraries there were in the U.S. He knows, because he spent eighteen years trying to “capture some of the poorest and wealthiest, oldest and newest, most crowded and most isolated, even abandoned, libraries.”
Libraries began in the U.S., says essayist Stuart A.P. Murray, when colonists received shipments of books from their overseas homelands. For awhile, officials inspected the crates’ contents for “suitability and morality,” but that practice became too cumbersome as the number of precious arrivals increased. Many colonists had private libraries; the venerable New York Public Library got its beginning, in fact, when the chaplain to the British Army “left his library to the city” in 1700.
By 1910, every state in America had a library.
Here, book lovers will drool over photos of the Seattle Central Library, with its off-kilter look and glass walls. You’ll see the nation’s smallest library that once thrilled readers in Vermont (but is now closed). America ‘s oldest library is in Darby , Pennsylvania – or so they claim. Many cities boast their own Carnegie libraries, including the once-segregated one in Louisville, Kentucky . Even Death Valley has a library.