I still can’t move on. I’ve mentioned this briefly before, but I still can’t seem to come to terms with the fact that Borders at The Curve has closed down for good.
I have so many memories of that bookstore. My first job after graduation was at Borders. I met many friends there over time, and we’re still friends today.
Soon after, I got married and started bringing my son there to buy books and toys. This was when Borders still had that upper floor. My son loved coming there.
It soon became our routine to go to Borders every weekend. We’d do reading alouds together and buy some books afterwards.
That simple yet profoundly beautiful human experience of ours somewhat tightened our relationship as a family. You won’t get this at the click of the “Buy Now” button on a website.
I know we can all buy books online these days, but there’s nothing quite like the experience of physically going to a brick-and-mortar bookstore, touching the books, and talking to loved ones about them right then and there.
Some pictures I’ve compiled over the years, taken at Borders at The Curve. Some were taken with my phone, and some with my camera.