In which I shamelessly plug the work of my oldest friend.
15,000 Library Books Are Found in Lawyer's Village Apartment
"In 1975, Joseph Feldman, a 58-year-old lawyer in New York City, was discovered to have stolen 15,000 books from the New York Public Library. He had rented two or three apartments specifically to store these books, and it took 20 men, 7 truckloads over 3 days to remove them all.
Books covered the stove. Books filled the bathtub and sinks. There was only a small passageway leading through the apartment, not room enough to live.
But why did he do it?"Why indeed! This fascinates me. Will someone PLEASE write me this book?
Wait, someone already wrote the play!* If you live in or near Philly, go see it at the Philly Fringe Festival this weekend (click here). Feldman and the Infinite was written by my friend Erika Mijlin, who is a creative genius and to whom I babbled at the age of zero. So go go go! And report back to the rest of us, because I am fascinated by this story.
In the meantime, I think he was housing and feeding an Ink Drinker. What do you think?
* This is really a Thursday News of the Absurd Will Someone Please Write This Book -- Hey! Look! Someone Wrote the Play! Moment. I know this is two weeks in a row that you have been left uninspired and probably crying for lack of anything to write; I promise a return to our regularly schedule TNoftheAWSPWTBIM next week.