The children’s librarian in the town where I grew up — Goffstown, New Hampshire — not only offered me first dibs on brand-new books (I began reading Judy Blume’s Deenie while walking home), she also came to my wedding. Every summer, I fill the glass purple vase she gave me for a wedding present.
So, when we were talking about the Giving Back issue at Kids VT — the magazine where I’m on staff — I wanted to write about Betsy Elliott. We aspired to write particularly about a few of the many people who give so generously, so meaningfully, without any expectation of return — maybe a kind of antidote to our troubled world. Here’s my short essay.
Stony Soil Vermont 
Great post 😁
Thank you! Mrs. Elliott was a great librarian!
It appears that you are also one who gives back on a daily basis Brett Ann. We all need more Mrs. Elliotts in our lives, especially our children. I look forward to your posts every day. Thank you!
Thank you very much for a very kind sentence on the first day of November!
Beautiful. I’m sure in a few years, one of the aster giving readers, will be thinking the same of you.
That’s a nice thought!