The Library — audio books and how they shaped being first generation born.

I loved to read. It felt like a dirty secret. Some of my happiest times were delving through the Mississauga Library’s stacks, walking through the snaking columns and rows that towered so high you’d needed a ladder to reach the top shelves. I’d often flit from science fiction and fantasy to teens or any books that were beyond my years. When we drove there on…