He left the hotel around 9:00 o'clock, headed for the library.
"I'll stop at the Rite Aid first, and pick up some lunch supplies , can't remember what time the library opens on Saturdays."
Pulling into the library parking lot he notices 3 or 4 cars and thinks that the library must be open. Looks at his watch: 0920. Noticing drivers sitting in their cars, he gets out and goes to the entrance door to check the time schedule: Sat: 093o t0 1700.

Back to his car, and a call to his wife from the car phone.

More and more cars come and park; 8, 10, now 15. "Must be a book club meeting he says to his wife."
"Maybe they all want to use the computers," she replies.
"Doubt it, but they're going in so I better get a move on. I call you later. Love you!"
"OK, love you too hon."

While waiting at the desk for his computer slip he notices people coming in with framed art works. A number of peg boards were set up in the main section of the library.

"Must be an art show today?", he asks the library worker.

"yes, there is," he replied.

An hour later as he was leaving he had to walk through the display and so he stopped to admire the various pictures. Some were paintings, others were photographs. There were pencil drawings and watercolors. Most were excellent work to his eye. One colorful photograph off to the right caught his attention, making him think: I think I recognize that shot.

Moving closer, he recognized this photo; he'd seen it before, in the artist's studio. The artist had been showing him his portfolio.

Yes, this was the art work of his brother!