To be quite frank, I found this book a bit insulting to libraries, even though I know that was not the intent.  On the surface it’s a nice little story about a man who knows his town needs a library, and he wonders what he could do to help, and all it seems to take is for him to dig the hole, recruit a carpenter friend to build the walls, a plumber friend to add the pipes, an electrician friend to string the light, and to ask the townspeople to clean out their homes for the extra books they don’t need.  A quality library needs so much more: no mention of qualified staff, furnishings, computers, quality materials…talk about over-simplification.  In the end, I fear it undermines the true value of a quality library.