The librarian is dead. Long live the librarian.

Some of my most vivid memories from my childhood involve spending summer mornings in the library, discovering new books and great VHS tapes along with Brenda, my neighborhood librarian. Brenda would recommend new titles and would help me explore the world of information that was on the shelves in front of me.

These days, that same information is on my screen, available at the click of a mouse button. And Brenda is nowhere to be seen.