The highlight of our trip to the library was getting off the escalator on the 2nd floor and seeing proudly displayed before me my young cousin's fine book of poetry. I am not kidding, there was Geoffrey's tome, "A Boy Aware: On Being Fifteen" staring me in the face. I shrieked for Andrea to come over and stare at the lovely display. Some nice Librarian thought it was worth showing off so there it was. Woo.