Rebecca has been volunteering in the library in her meager free time. She writes:
Oh man, you won't believe what I just found. I was digging around in
the drawers of the Librarian desk, trying to find a pen, and I came
across the Library Logs for, like, the past 20 years. I mean, nobody's
really used them much since the advent of mass e-mail at McMurdo, but
there's Records as far back as Winter '86 - and in addition to listing
how many people came in and checked out how many books and what got
catalogued where/when etc. ... There's all sorts of little personal
anecdotes and comments about the weather and the food and jokes and
poems people wrote while they were on duty and ... Just freaking awesome
stuff. I meant to reshelve a bunch of books, but I got so caught up
just reading these things, that now it's nearly 9...
. . .
What a welcome!? My first McMurdo Library Working Experience, not my
first Library Experience, mind you, and certainly not my first
experience... None of my "friends" let me know how COLD it was in here,
and here it's 2.5 hours later and I discovered there's a blanket on the
sofa. Keeping warm here is a task in itself. Only 2 visitors so far -
but it is a gread day outside and hey, if I wanted to be cold, I'd
probably go for a walk rather than wander through the library, too. Got
a request for a book about Stocks and Bonds! Ha!
Well, gotta get back up and jump around again before I freeze to death.
"15 April '92
I'm still here. Not one soul has passed through the door - except me of
course. If I had not read your paragraph Jeanne I would not have known
there is a blanket on the couch - I'm freezing and I'm glad to see that
Oh, that wool blanket is calln' my name! 'Oh Todd! Oh, Todd!' Yessir,
there's nothin' like a blanket to cure the Freezin' Blues!
Dear Treasured Coworkers,
Because you are, each and every one of you, more precious than gold to
me, I have undertaken the task of locating installing a small space
heater so that you all may endeavor to undertake your labours in comfort
and serenity. To say nothing of the fact that I was pretty damned cold
myself. In spite of the attempt at making, at least the space under the
desk, comfortable, only four people came in.
Maybe we should try sex?