I finally got around to watching '12 Angry Men', after all these years. It was a bit of a shock to suddenly realise how much of my life was shaped by Juror #8 over the past few decades.
Diane, I used to use libraries a lot in the pre-cyber era, when I had to draw things or people I wasn't familiar with. Cue a fifteen minute drive across town, followed by a half hour search for perhaps a couple of books containing photographs of what I was after, if I was lucky. Often I wasn't, and made the fifteen minute return journey empty-handed. These days, a couple of seconds typing, followed by a click or three, and there are literally hundreds, if not thousands of pictures of whatever I need on the screen before me.
I'm delighted that libraries still exist, have evolved, and good people such as you and your photography club are keeping them alive. I loved my local library as a kid borrowing all kinds of books, but I'm afraid I've not been inside one for at least a dozen years.