In the summers, my siblings and I used to ride our bikes about five miles to the nearest bookmobile stop. On our first visit, we applied for library cards. That small piece of orange tag board with a tiny metal rectangle in it became the ticket to a world of learning and exploring through books. Early public library visits turned me into a life-long library patron.
And when I had kids, I started taking them along.
Today, our older son got his first library card. It has a picture drawn by a child and the word “imagine” on it. He used it to check out three books.
What do you remember about your first library card?