Ahoy, book lovers and treasure hunters alike! Mark your
calendar and get ready to dig deep into our bookish bounty!
The Portland District Library is having a book sale
September 9 to the 19 where you can fill a bag with fiction and non-fiction,
children’s picture books, DVDs, CDs, puzzles and more for only $2.
This kind of sale only comes twice a year so whether you’re
a voracious reader or a casual browser, there’s something for everyone.
During this month, although Labor Day is always a big date on the calendar, it is far easier to think about than September 11th. Thinking back to that time when those events were unfolding, I still get the same creeping dread and fear that I remember as a child. To combat the dark thoughts and feelings, I have been doing more research about that event, and particularly about the heroic efforts of the passengers aboard Flight 93.
Thirty days hath September,
April, June, and November.
All the rest have thirty-one,
Except for February alone:
It has twenty-eight days clear,
And twenty-nine in each leap year.
The first part of this poem is one that I recite every time I need to remember how many days are in a regular month; thirty or thirty-one. It's easy to remember February, even without the poem (which is good cause I actually needed to combine a couple traditional versions to make this one rhyme), because it's so unique.
Except it does prompt the question, "Why does February have fewer days than the rest? And why does it get an extra day every four years?" For that, we need to look at the rest of the calendar, and a little bit of its history.