Happy New Year.

As I sat down to write this note, I re-read a year's worth of my letters to the membership. Some of these letters were difficult, some beseeching, some procedural. All were hopeful.

And I remain so. We are still suffering, and there is much work to do. But things are looking up and the signs are encouraging. My niece, a nursing home worker, became the first in our family to get a vaccine; an end to this pandemic now seems very real to me. A new administration takes office in 18 days. The Library turns 267 years old in April.