Marci Stepak is embarking on an extraordinary journey: a 300-kilometre walk to every single branch of the Toronto Public Library. Her pilgrimage, beginning April 7th and concluding on the 16th, isn’t just a feat of endurance, but a deeply personal tribute.
This walk is a “love letter” to her mother, Eunice, who recently passed away just shy of her 88th birthday. Even in her final days, Eunice’s thoughts turned to the library, gently reminding Marci to return her books so others could share in the joy of reading.
Marci’s childhood was woven with the threads of libraries and literature, thanks to her mother. Growing up in the Jane and Finch area, the York Woods Branch was their sanctuary, a weekly ritual for story hour. It was a place of connection, even if it meant a brief respite for Eunice.
Those early visits blossomed into explorations of Toronto’s used bookstores and diverse library branches. Reading wasn’t just a hobby; it was their shared language, a bond forged through swapped books and quiet afternoons immersed in stories.
Marci won’t be alone on this emotional trek. Her children, travelling from Quebec with their partners, along with her aunt and uncle, will join her for portions of the walk. Her partner will provide essential support, ensuring she stays hydrated and nourished.
Even Tess, her Husky-Labrador mix, will accompany them on occasion, adding a furry companion to the journey. Marci anticipates an average of 30 kilometres each day, starting and ending at the York Woods and Toronto Reference Libraries respectively.
She’s prepared for the physical challenge, having completed a rigorous 180-kilometre hike in Tobermory and working with physiotherapists to strengthen her ankles. But the difficulty is intentional; it’s a vessel for her grief, a way to channel her sorrow into something tangible.
Marci views this as an opportunity to rediscover her city, to explore neighbourhoods she’s never known. She’s eager to uncover hidden pockets of Scarborough and Etobicoke, seeing Toronto through a new lens.
At each library, she plans to have her passport stamped – both the physical and digital versions – a small acknowledgement of her passage. Librarians have already reached out, offering stamps, companionship, and a chance to share stories.
While not a formal ceremony, Marci anticipates meaningful conversations and connections with the people who dedicate their lives to fostering a love of reading. The outpouring of support, even before the walk begins, has been profoundly moving.
It’s a reminder that she’s not alone in her grief, and that her mother’s legacy of love and literacy continues to resonate with others. This journey is a testament to the enduring power of libraries and the unbreakable bonds between a mother and daughter.
