Winnipeg Public Library - Branches

Branches

The library has branches in 20 locations in Winnipeg:

  • Sir William Stephenson Library, 765 Keewatin Street
  • West Kildonan Library, 365 Jefferson Avenue
  • Henderson Library, 1-1050 Henderson Highway
  • St. John's Library, 500 Salter Street
  • Munroe Library, 489 London Street
  • West End Library, 999 Sargent Avenue (formerly at 823 Ellice Ave)
  • Millennium Library, 251 Donald Street, the main branch which opened November 8, 2005, after extensive renovations
  • St-Boniface Library, 100-131 Provencher Boulevard
  • Transcona Library, 111 Victoria Avenue West
  • Westwood Library, 66 Allard Avenue
  • St. James-Assiniboia Library, 1910 Portage Avenue
  • Cornish Library, 20 West Gate
  • Charleswood Library, 5014 Roblin Boulevard
  • Osborne Library, 625 Osborne Street
  • River Heights Library, 1520 Corydon Avenue
  • St. Vital Library, 6 Fermor Avenue
  • Windsor Park Library, 955 Cottonwood Road
  • Fort Garry Library, 1360 Pembina Highway
  • Louis Riel Library, 1168 Dakota Street
  • Pembina Trail Library, 2724 Pembina Highway

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