Another speedy month as we run head-on towards Christmas. November seems to have been extra short–but we still managed to fit a lot in, including two mini-displays. The first one was for Remembrance Day, which featured 349 poppies, one for each of the U of S men who served in the First World War.

The second , which has just recently gone up and will probably stay up until after Christmas, is a quirky winter display sharing such joys as the Snow Gopher (1966) .

Hello, Snow Gopher.

Anyway, if you want to feel amused, experience some holiday cheer, or sense the icy despair of the season (possibly all at the same time), check out the ground and third floor cases.

I also have a poem to share:

(ahem)

The Archive

Where do all the old things go?
To the Archives, don’t you know.

And who can help you find things here?
An Archivist seeks far and near!
“I am looking for a book”
On the shelves brave Archivist looks.
hunting and searching every nook.
“I would like to see a letter”
Our Archivist finds this and something better:
An Archivist is a real go-getter
Where has our brave archivist gone?
To find a photo—won’t be long!

Archivist searches in a box
Archivist searches behind locks
Archivist searches at her desk
Archivist searches East and West
Archivist searches in the stacks
Archivist follows ALL the tracks
Archivist hunts down a single file. . . .
And pulls it out with a smile.

I’m thinking we need a series of children’s books. Like “Where’s the Archivist?” and “The Back Corner Girls and the Growly Grumbly Rumbly Slide Scanner”