Several years ago my sister and I had the fortune or misfortune to get tangled up with the Tumbleweeds who were living at Shakespeare and Co.
Even though we didn't stay there being caught up in the life of the place was enough.
George Whitman passed away a few days ago at the age of 98. He was a kind, brilliant person with an incredible smile. He made pancakes in the morning and loved books for they were his soul.