Baseball volumes returned to U. of I.

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This story received national attention but it was good to read the account from “the horse’s mouth.” I have many fond memories of using the Main Library at UIUC, including the Reference Room where the missing volumes were found. I can remember, e.g., using the old NUC volumes while doing cataloging coursework. I used the Reference Room quite a lot as a history undergraduate, as well.

Course on e-resource management

Tame The Web: Libraries and Technology: Library Schools Must Teach E-Resource Management (& What Else?)

I couldn’t agree more with the need for library schools to integrate a course on e-resource management into their curriculum. Furthermore, I think it should be a required course. The course I teach at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign in their LEEP curriculum, Technical Services Functions (LIS578LE), focuses on e-resources quite a lot. But there is so much ground to cover in the course that it seems that there never is enough time to adequately address this important topic.

Because of that, several months ago I approached the associate dean with a proposal for a new course on e-resource management. She was quite receptive to it and asked me for a formal course outline and a proposed syllabus. Unfortunately I haven’t written that up yet. Any suggestions or thoughts about this would be appreciated.

Inner circles in library blogland

At the risk of sounding rather negative, even petty (or worse), I’ve noticed an awful lot of the inner circle syndrome in library blogland lately. It seems to be getting more and more obvious, but perhaps not to those who might be deemed part of that inner circle. Some time ago I commented about Walt Crawford’s (of Cites & Insights: Crawford at Large and Walt at Random fame, among others) use of the phrase, “the great echo chamber.” My comments here are pretty much in the same vein.

My main beef or criticism is that there seems to be — or there is at least the appearance of — an elite clique of library bloggers out there, all of whom know each other, give presentations at a bazillion different conferences together (how on earth they have the time or money, either personally or from their organization of employment, to go to so many so often, I don’t know), constantly make reference to each other’s postings, often echo what each other is saying, and on and on. One current focus of their attention is something referred to as “Library 2.0.” What the heck that means is still up for debate, although I gather it is in some sense a response to the whole “Web 2.0″ mantra that is currently being discussed in the broader info. tech. environment. The way in which this term or phrase is discussed is what bothers me, more than what I can understand of the meaning of it. In other words, I am all for the so-called “two-way communication” evolution in the broader web environment that is being fostered by blogs, wikis, tagging, and other technologies. But I am cautious about the way Library 2.0 is pitched or hailed as a “movement” or “rallying cry” as many seem to do, seemingly without critical evaluation or assessment. There is also an inherent meaning to the term that anything pre-Library 2.0 is passe, old, even perhaps retrograde, and I object to that. Unlike some who have commented on this phenomenon, I am a relatively young librarian. Also, unlike many who espouse this new approach or philosophy, I have spent a considerable amount of time in both worlds, the traditional library, and the information science/technology realm.

There is an air about this discussion that bothers me that somewhat encapsulated by Roy Tennant in his most recent Digital Libraries column in Library Journal, where he writes about lessons learned in his career thus far. One of those lessons is “Don’t let the past be your guide.” He wasn’t writing about Library 2.0 at all but this lesson is one that I think too many proponents of Library 2.0 are practicing. Forget what we did before, because that landed us in the mess we are now in. Embrace the new stuff wholeheartedly. These words are my interpretation of what Roy wrote. (I really like most of his article and also I am in general agreement on his perspectives about the state of libraries.) I am concerned about the idea of forgetting what is past. Why? Here are some reasons:

  • With my academic background in the study of history, I happen to agree with the old adage that says something to the effect that forgetting the past leads to repeating it. I wonder, e.g., if all the flurry and hype about tagging and folksonomies and the like will lead us to reinventing or covering the same ground that we have covered for over 100 years in developing a code of cataloging standards and practice.
  • I vehemently disagree that there is nothing to learn from the past because as the book of Ecclesiastes famously says, “There is nothing new under the sun.” The terms, the technologies, the attitudes may change, but there are, I believe, several overarching principles and theories of librarianship that we need to remember now more than ever. There may be new principles to develop or flesh out, I don’t deny that. But they must co-exist with longer term principles. Articulating what I think those longer-term or historical principles are is something I’ll try to get to in a future post.
  • The “past” is still present and will continue to be with us for a long time. If we don’t understand past practices, we are being shortsighted and ineffective. Just one example of this is in cataloging, where most catalogs still have older records in them that were created under earlier codes. Also, the “past” in terms of print or traditional library material will coexist with the supposedly all digital future for a very long time. I am excited about, actively engaged in, and fairly proficient with the new digital library stuff, but I think it is silly (and detrimental) to ditch the traditional library stuff from our minds and considerations as if it was a millstone around our neck. (Granted, it sometimes feels that way.)

I’ve rambled on quite a ways from my original complaint, which is that there is too much in breeding of ideas and thought among some library bloggers. I think this tendency, whether real or perceived, may tend to freeze out or exclude disparate voices. I hope not. What I advocate is balance, if that’s possible. Sure, blogging is great but beware of the tone used, beware of always using first names when referring to others (I have been guilty of this, too), beware of only paying attention to those who are popular or controversial. Beware of overhyping anything new (guilty).

I sat for a minute before posting this and suddenly realized that this post is somewhat ironic since I have often been accused of being an overly eager purveyor of new things, new technologies, new ways of doing things. Maybe it’s a sign of old age. Maybe I’m finally growing up. Maybe it’s just late on a Friday afternoon.

Library of Congress goes Unicode

Within the last month or so, the Library of Congress‘s online catalog received an upgrade that allows users to view and search for records using non-Roman (Unicode) characters in Japanese, Arabic, Chinese, Korean, Persian, Hebrew, and Yiddish. See more information about it on their What’s New for the online catalog help pages. I think this is a big step forward for users and libraries who rely upon LC. For one thing, as far as I know, LC’s is the largest library catalog (for a single library) in the world; and it may also be correct to say that LC produces more cataloging records each year than just about any other library. People all over the world use this resource every day. (Full disclaimer: I happen to work for the vendor that provides LC’s online catalog software, Endeavor Information Systems, Inc.)

Death is part of life

In the past few months, there have been a number of deaths among extended family or friends. While in most cases it was expected, the death of someone you love is hard. Michele’s Uncle Donny died while only in his 50s, of cancer. My Uncle John came really close to death but thankfully is recovering. Someone I’ve known all my life as Aunt Lona, although not really my aunt but a distant relative by marriage, also died. Aunt Lona was in her 80s. Although I last saw her a very long time ago, I can still picture Aunt Lona, with her striking white hair, her piercing eyes, and her tanned face with its prominent cheekbones (she was part Native American). Staying at her house was an adventure in part because she lived in one of my favorite places in the world (Montana) near the entrance to Glacier National Park. I remember us reading the Kalispell, Montana newspaper to find stories about grizzly bears (I think my parents even subscribed to the newspaper for a while). In my mind’s eye she always wore an apron and was always busy about the kitchen.

Late last night my mother called us to tell us that a close friend, also in her 80s and someone whom I’ve known since I was a little kid, had died just a few hours before. Dorothy and her sister, Betty, never married and lived together all their lives. They were like aunts to us kids and they doted on us (and many others). I have so many happy memories of visiting them or staying at their house. Dorothy always wore dresses, while Betty prefered blouses and skirts. When talking about them with others who hadn’t met them yet, we sometimes referred to them as Dorothy Dress and Betty Blouse as a way of telling them apart. Dorothy and Betty lived to serve others. Dorothy did the cleaning while Betty took care of the cooking. They cared for countless visitors, never complaining, always happy to serve. Their house was a haven of good food, candies, toys for the kids, and other treats. I am very sad about her death but at the same time, glad that she is at rest, forever free from any more pain or suffering in her body, finally able to enjoy her heavenly reward. I wonder how her sister, Betty, will fare.

As I fell asleep last night, aside from the grief I felt at the news, the thought that was running through my mind was that death is part of life. We all have to face death. Those who put their faith in Jesus Christ have the promise of eternal life; death has no power over them any more. I was thinking, too, of Jesus’s promise that He has prepared a place for us with Him. “I am going there to prepare a place for you,” that’s what he told His disciples (John 14:2-4). I am comforted by this assurance. Nearly every day I think of my father, who died unexpectedly almost four years ago, as well as my maternal grandparents, all of whom are in their places that have been prepared for them, enjoying His presence.

Christmas party


Tristan has a dragon painted on his face

Originally uploaded by Steve_Oberg.

Last night we attended the Christmas party for my work. The weather wasn’t good and we debated about not going, but the kids were really excited about going so we decided to go after all. Michele had bought the three younger ones really cute outfits and they enjoyed getting dressed up. The party turned out better than we thought, with lots of special activities for the little ones, such as a face painter and a magician. There were special little gift bags with toys for them, and the kids even had a special meal with food they liked, including macaroni and cheese, and chicken tenders.

Thoughts about Christmas

I hate this time of year.

That may sound harsh, but it’s true. And the more “jolly holly Christmas-y” everyone around me gets, the more I hate it. I don’t like the way that people spend so much money (more than they can afford). I don’t like the extreme commercialism or consumerism that is so evident. I don’t like the added stress of having to think of and plan for what to buy people. I find no joy in setting up the Christmas tree and other holiday decorations. I really dislike the stress and anxiety of doing any shopping at this time of year, along with a bazillion other people, fighting over parking spaces.

I find this time of year to be a very lonely and depressing time. I even hate this feeling of hating Christmas. Why can’t I enjoy it as others do? Why can’t it be a time of warmth and thanksgiving, of generosity of spirit for me?

The days go by…

The days go by…and although lots of things are happening around here, I have purposely not blogged much about them. I have been thinking (as I do occasionally) about whether it is worth keeping up this blog. As so many others do, I ask myself, why bother? Why do I blog? Are the reasons for starting this back in 2002 still there? What has changed? I blog for the following reasons:

  • to record a diary of events or happenings in my life that I can look back on and that helps me to remember the good times and the bad.
  • to provide a way to keep family and friends up-to-date with what’s going on
  • to comment about or articulate my thoughts on issues that are important to me

There may be other reasons but those three are the main ones. A blog, to me, is most valuable as a series of written snapshots, a sort of photo album in words.