Do bookmobiles still exist? Our elementary school had a fully stocked library, so I don’t know why we were given this bonus round in book selection. Seeing the green Bookmobile pull up curbside, I’d feel the same excitement I did when the ice cream truck rolled around the corner, but instead of malted milk cups and Refreshos, the treat was books and they were free. I can’t remember how our teachers managed crowd control – did we line up and climb the folding steps in timed increments to avoid jamming the center aisle as we perused shelves of books in their cellophane dust jackets? It never felt crowded inside -- except when someone reached for the exact same book you were ready to pick. The driver/librarian always seemed happy to be there; but who wouldn’t be, tooling around the city in a magical mystery bus, bringing tales of adventure and cowboys and pioneer girls; guides to craft-making and star-gazing; joke books and Peanuts compilations; biographies of presidents and anything by Beverly Cleary to hundreds of eager readers. If smiles were currency, the driver/librarian collected a fortune at one single stop.