I was the first library school. It was in Prague at the Champion. I did, but the problem was, how to get there. School had boarding school and for me, that means travel, daily bus across Prague. Then I heard that Libor Dobnera School books in Luhačovice Vendors. The bookseller – fields are very close. Man is in contact with books, which we both really liked. In intellectual environment Libor in his den surrounded by books in their house. At the time, to provoke, to sedate the Bolshevik we were distinguished by wearing long hair, hair. Libor was my role model. The knihkupecké school described in glowing terms. The only difference was that this was apprenticeship school library was considered a high school. At that time fell under Slaňáci Středočeské publishing and bookstore, I do exams. I was chosen and Luhačovice. I was 15 and I should retire from the family nest for at least a month. We've always had a school and practice in their bookshops. But Libor didn't lie, it was really delicious. It was the turn of the year 69 / 70, the 60th eighth lingering atmosphere. Classes, with the exception of the Director, who was installed, they were friendly, they weren't afraid to talk to us straight. I can't imagine another school where students after class, went to his favorite professor, brought a bottle of wine, ten (seven) and professor Hana Svobodová French chansons, let us translate texts, we're talking about literature. When I later read the books that the artistic environment in France, literary salons, and the like, I felt it that we like. Not about school, where they, with free classes on Saturdays, Sundays, not a manager, but join us on trips. Luhačovicko is a beautiful piece of land and we need to be where the Velehrad, at that time one of our top orchestras, coincidentally at the time, played the organ and fugue Mr. Dean invited us for a snack with your panettone ... and your tea. We talked about religion and the world around you. These are the things that shape without it, it was a painful process. So it will be with all my life. School was good, there were classes who were odsouváni for political reasons on the periphery. In Bohemia and Moravia was the only, the other for Slovakia in Bratislava. I met people from the Republic. A number of years when I arrived in Český Krumlov, here this classmate when I went to this town – Jitka Komendová leads. It was an amazing dating. For us, as for boys was the promised land. Sang in the song, the girls passed, Knihkupky knihkupky, girls, how to, for each eighth note muže…‘ It was a boy, eight to ten girls. We even had school, where 26 were two boys. Have the sleepy spa Luhačovice. Not very local, because us there was a school, where the waiters, which was more valuable because they can work. We were máničky and provocateurs. Stories of Luhačovice is unbelievable. I'm sorry a little lack the stamina to sit and write, because that would be novel. It was also a little schizophrenic, because I was Luhačovicích bohemians, I had long hair, I cross, we dressed like hippies and those of small-town living. I Slaného, I was the good boy of Mr. and Mrs. Krunclové Kruncla, hair hidden under a collar shirt, for to provoke. I wore a blue cloak klotový, obliging, I was willing to get, yes, please. It was such an easy.