Sometimes my day job as a newspaper reporter brings me in touch with someone who is inspirational – not in the sappy Hallmark sense, but someone who provides an inspiration.
In 2002, they sent me to interview Joe.
Joe owned the only bookshop in the town I covered. It was a used-book store on Main Street, and at that time there were no chain stores anywhere near us. You could go to Barnes & Noble in the city, or one tiny independent about 20 minutes away. But for Our Town, Joe’s Books was the only source.
To look at Joe, you wouldn’t think he was a literary man. He was an older Vietnam veteran who worked two jobs and was missing his front teeth. He looked like the sort of guy who reads the newspaper, but would pass on a novel. But if you asked Joe about his shop, you’d…
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