Anna, I know you found me annoying when we first started working together at Franklin-Wilkins. You were calm and collected and had everything and everyone in the library under control. I was tasked with making changes. We clashed a little. I had enough sense to value your skill and experience, but I probably would not have believed at the time if someone had told me how much I would come to rely on your candour, insight, and wit. You tackled those changes head on and mastered them as you did everything else. I left to work in different roles and sites across King’s but there was always something comforting about walking into the staff office in Franklin-Wilkins and seeing you at your desk, methodically and diligently absorbed in work but always alert to who was coming and going and what was being said. You sat nearest the managers desks, the only SLA to do so. It made complete sense, you had always sat there, and everyone accepted your unofficial status deputy manager. From that spot you had the best oversight of the office and could join in the managers conversations and steer us in the right direction. We tried to interest you into other roles. I designed a whole job around you, but you could not be enticed. You were the still point, the beating heart of the library. I was on maternity leave when you left, and I truly regret not reaching out to contact you and say how much working with you had meant to me. Be at peace Anna. If as Borges said paradise is a kind of library, then that is where you belong, and it is in safe hands.