A renaissance for Brampton’s public libraries

Library memories are special memories.

The creaking of the heavy metal flap as a book slides into the return bin, the crinkling plastic of a jacket cover as the spine of a text is bent open. The smell. The feel. The idea that, inside these walls, there are answers to the things we wonder about.

For Rebecca Raven, it’s the book bag. One that hauled all of her loaned titles each time she made a trip to her local library in Hamilton with her mom many years ago.

I had a great time putting this story together. As a writer, I remember going to the library for the first time and being in awe at the stacks of books and the possibilities they contained.

For this story, I took a look at the changing nature of libraries and how they’ve become a support system in the Brampton community.

Here are a few more photographs I made to go with the feature.