I’ve been looking for you. You are an elusive bastard! Why don’t you come out from between the stacks and show yourself? What are you afraid of?
I’ve already found a picture of you. In a group of your librarian friends you stand in the back row, aloof. I think we may have more in common than you think.
Not that you think.
Cause you’re dead.
Seriously though Chuck…Don’t you think it’s a bit weird that I’m having so much trouble finding info on you? What does that say about your life? I mean — you came up with the Library of Congress classification system for crying out loud — and yet I can only cull one record on you?
Let me just run this by you –
The Dictionary of American Biography, Supplement 3: 1941-1945. American Council of Learned Societies, 1973.- has this for suggested further readings on you:
Personal communications, obituary, Report of the Librarian of Cong., 1898-1945, your naturalization record, your death record, — and something in Who Was Who in America, vol. II (1950).
Seriously,
I’m getting hungry Chuck…
It’s Friday…
It’s been a long day…Why don’t you just pull yourself up outta that spiderhole and cut me some slack so we can get home.
Lemme know where you at dawg!
Kevin