The million dollar librarian |

The million dollar librarian

Inviting someone to dinner for the first time can be chancy. Amy Geddes is the director of the Lyon County Library System. As soon as Amy walks past Orllyene’s china cabinet she says, “I’m going to have to take a closer look at that beautiful pink Depression Glass. I just may have to bring some of mine over the next time I’m here.” Bing! I perk up. Immediately she feels at home here.

As soon as dinner begins I ask, “Have you always been a librarian?” and I hear a rich mixture of business acumen, and love of her parents. “I started as an hourly employee with Walmart in College Station, Texas. Eventually I was overseeing different branches, and started working 80-hour weeks. Ten years later, to the day from when I started with Walmart, I was offered the Co-Manager job at the new Super Walmart in Carson City. Three days later, I resigned.” she says. I’m stunned. She turned down a big pay check, and a lucrative future.

“Will anyone have more chicken cacciatore?” I ask, trying to regroup. “What happened next?”

“I needed a job, and discovered Tonapah was looking for a librarian. Fortunately, they didn’t require a credential, so I got the job. While there I got my library science degree, and from there I went to Bonita, Calif. Following that, I was manager for 3.5 years at the $42 million library in Encinitas. It was beautiful, and overlooked the Pacific but the San Diego area just wasn’t right for my mom and stepdad,” she says.

Wynne, our other guest, serves her tasty no-flour tarts, topped with golden frosting, and mountain-size homemade cookies.

Amy speaks easily, openly. What a great example of leadership. She’s a mixture of pixie dust, Eisenhower leadership and family love. “When mom married my stepdad, my life started. I learned so much from him. My stepdad was on the streets at 8 years old, and he knows what life is about,” she says, and her eyes tell me she truly admires him.

“I tried several opportunities until I saw Yerington. I knew it was perfect for my mom and stepdad, and I got the job here. We have a house on the street right in back of the planning commission. Dad’s always sitting on the front porch. Drop by, sometime. I know he’d be glad to meet you,” she tells me.

So today, that’s what I did. I pulled up, and there they were; Amy’s mom, Judy, and her dad, Zack. “I’ll bet you think I’m selling something,” I say as I walk up to the porch. “Come sit a spell,” Zack says, and Judy asks, “Will you have a cup of coffee?” and at that moment they have no idea who I am. “Well, thank you, I’d love a cup,” I answer, and we visit and I mention that Amy had dinner at our house.

My hunch was right about Amy. She’s a winner.

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