I was a children's librarian in 1956, so that's going back a bit. I did my initial training at Walkley and then we got our own children's library, and my first was Tinsley. In a way it was like being a social worker because the children in that area were quite poor and a lot were what they called latchkey children in those days, and when they finished school they all trooped into the library because they were waiting for the parents to come home. Then I was moved to Highfield Library; I wasn't there very long because they started to build a brand new state-of-the-art library at Greenhill, and I was offered to be children's librarian there... We were all appointed a few months before the library opened, and we all chose our own books. It was a really cold winter and we were in the stack at Greenhill preparing all these books with our woolly hats on, so we got to know each other really well. After that I moved to West Riding libraries and came back and worked in school libraries, but the staff from Greenhill, we still meet and get together. Unfortunately one of our friends had cancer and a couple of years ago she died, and she was the one who kept us together, she used to write long letters to us all at Christmas. They revamped Greenhill and one day when we went together we more or less bought all the old furniture.
Name: Beryl (former library worker)
Story shared in a conversation at a Library Stories reminiscence session at Crystal Peaks Library in April 2015.