Prisms: A First-person Account of my Corner of the Library World
This blog is about my life in the field of librarianship.
Tuesday, October 24, 2023
Day in the Life. Part 4 : October 18, 2023
Wednesday, October 11, 2023
Changes, op. V
Hey all, Daniel here.
I've been at my "new" job for about a year. I'm the lead ILL Clerk at Montgomery County-Norristown Public Library. It's a quiet hump day morning; not much in the pipeline as far as fulfilling or finishing requests. My big thrill for the day is the arrival of my "date-received" rubber stamp, which keeps me from having to hand write that information 20-30 times daily. (It was actually supposed to be "date-returned" but I'm not going to quibble.)
The job entails receiving and shipping library items to various points on the globe. Not everything is eligible for InterLibrary Loan; reference books, historical items that don't circulate, older items that have grown brittle (or as I like to say, "crispy", new items--although I will confess that our policy on new items is more generous than other institutions. For example, the Free Library of Philadelphia won't ship anything within 12 months of publication. If everything is kosher, than we ship it for six weeks as a rule; exceptions are made for libraries using items for book discussion groups.
I continue to get a geography lesson just about every day I report for work. I've lived in the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania for over 30 years, but I still get requests from places of which I haven't heard. We get requests from small rural libraries all over the country; the other "usual suspects" include the many K-12 and higher education libraries, governmental and military libraries--there are several in Pennsylvania, including the War College in Carlisle--even military intelligence units scattered across the US. Doin' my bit for Uncle Sam... 😏
Our biggest client libraries are, as you might expect, in Pennsylvania--
Adams County (Gettysburg)
Bucks County (Doylestown)
Chester County (Exton)--the ILL Librarian is my old boss from Spring City PL.
Carnegie Library (Pittsburgh)--arguably our #1 client in terms of volume shipped and received.
Dauphin County (Harrisburg)
Delaware County (Media)--our branches do more business with them than we do, but we get to distribute them when they ship a box of returned items.
Free Library of Philadelphia--I know their ILL Librarian, having worked with him a few years ago.
University of Pennsylvania--always asking for new items, almost always being told "no"
Paterno Library (Penn State University)
--but we do receive items from just about any library who will ship and not charge us. We charge $10 per item when they're headed to libraries out of state, except for the hodgepodge of public and university libraries with which we share reciprocity agreements--selected institutions in New Jersey, Michigan, Oregon, Washington state, and South Carolina, among others.
More to follow, but lunch is coming soon.
Onward.
Come Monday*
Random thoughts on a Monday afternoon in mid-March (UPDATE: for some reason I just happened to come to this page and saw that I left the page unfinished)
1) I've been away from trombone for nearly four years now. Truthfully, I don't miss playing that instrument--which I started because that's what we had in the house; my brother's Bundy peashooter, stuffed into a closet on our tiny Cape Cod's upstairs. I probably would have played just about anything else brass--or sung in choir, if I'd realized sooner that being outnumbered ten to one by girls in a class where girls and boys mutually enjoyed singing wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
I came to realize years later that school music was kind of a economic class thing. The kids of academics and more financially secure families played in orchestra, band was middle class, and choir was, well, just about everyone else. There were notable exceptions, but that's how it was (and still is, in many places) where I grew up. The choir always had its share of All-State members--three or four annually, if I remember correctly. An occasional band member would make all-state band or orchestra, but the Michigan Youth Arts Festival was always held on the same weekend as the annual Tulip Festival, and of course the band would march and squawk "Tiptoe Through the Tulips" to its thousands of adoring fans. Band members stayed home, even if they qualified for States. I didn't, and never regretted it. The trip to Central Michigan University was worth it. I played well, the band played well, and I was privileged to hear the Youth Arts Festival soloists with the Michigan Youth Symphony, as well as the All-State Orchestra. I look at the roster and the program and wonder what my fellow musicians are doing now.
*--Jimmy Buffett, Livin' and Dyin' in 3/4 time, 1974.
Friday, July 23, 2021
Asterisk*
To my readers, who think I've dropped off of the edge of the world: My heartfelt apologies for being away so long. I can't honestly add anything to what's been a year that was by turns horrific, depressing, hopeful--hell, the whole range of human emotion.
Not so long ago, people referred to certain sports records as needing an asterisk, as if they lacked legitimacy, as if they weren't accomplished with integrity. The home run battle in baseball between Mark McGuire and Barry Bonds, Floyd Landis' vacated Tour de France victory spring to mind, and , The pandemic has been that way in every corner of our lives, and indeed is leaving its own asterisk on the world of sports for 2020 and 2021 (and no doubt will in the future).
But I think what's going to leave the most impressive mark on the sports world (I'm not going to pretend and call them amateur sports) is the collateral (fill in your own noun, NSFW or otherwise) left by the recent Supreme Court decision in NCAA vs. Alston, whereby collegiate student-athletes (yes, even those majoring in "sports science") can be compensated for use of their name, image, and likeness by whoever wants to use them--the university (and I guess, the athletic conference to which their school belongs), people and entities in the private sector, whoever. I'm not so astonished to hear that many of the Division I schools are jumping into the pool with both feet and establishing, in effect, representative agencies for their students, where people paid by the UIQ (University in Question) will sort thru offers and advise their clients--sorry, student-athletes--on which offers are good and which aren't. I was never part of the college athletic program machine, but I know they have something called "compliance officers" that track the activities of all involved with their school's program and are supposed to flag illegal, immoral or unethical behavior on the part of coaches, athletes, and others inside or outside of the program. I can imagine the consternation of those involved in those jobs, having all this dumped into their lap. I can't imagine that this was something that they remotely thought they'd signed up for.
I've got more to say, but I can't couch it in terms in which I can communicate clearly. More later.
Onward.
PS: I hope it goes well for you, Tammy. This not-so-dyed-in-the-Wolverine is praying for you.
*--composed by members of Japanese group Orange Range--Yamato Ganeko, Naoto Hiroyama, Hiroki Hokama, Ryou Murayama, Yoh Murayama--2005.
Saturday, May 16, 2020
All Good Gifts*
*--from Godspell, by Stephen Schwartz and John-Michael Tebelak, 1971.
Monday, March 2, 2020
Porgy and Bess: A Review
Tuesday, September 3, 2019
Changes, opus IV
PS: Welcome to the first person from the Maldives who visited this blog this week! Feel free to comment on anything you read here. I have never expected that this will be a place to hold chapter meetings of the local mutual admiration society, so if you disagree with me violently, have at it.