Dear Paul,
First of all, I'm glad you've been around since 1954.
In those 60 odd years you certainly amassed a marvelously random assortment of reading material. But random is good, random is the standard jargon for what Madisonians would term 'eclectic'. And we love you for it.
We find your dusty, wooden shelves to be wholly endearing. Stuffed with all sorts of novels that retell tales both fabled and fact, myth and reality, yet all the while captivating in their accounts.
There's an almost automatic tendency to get lost amongst your towering bookshelves and the stories that each whispers, while browsing through history and life stories disclosed in written form. There's a natural inclination to relive each account with a vigor, reinstated by the thirst for escaping present afflictions if only for a while.
Thank you Paul for the temporary reprieve and the relaxing diversion. Nothing Gonna Change My Love For You.