During my childhood, visits to the Portsmouth Public Library were one of the many walking vacations Momma took us on when she had a day off work. She’d walk us to Tower Mall, not to buy anything, but to maybe share a couple of cones from Chick-Fil-A, to the 7-11 where we five would share a Slurpee while walking London Boulevard, and to the waterfront, where we’d wave at ships, play on the balance beams, and hang from the gymnastic rings while Mary showed off her gymnast move