Each week, I fritter a few dollars away on the lottery. I'll never win. But here's the thing. I already have. We none of us get to pick our parents, but wow, in the lottery of birth, I hit the jackpot. Born to parents who read to me. That shaped my life. Thinking back, here are some of the authors and illustrators who rocked my world.
C.S Lewis and Pauline Baynes (The Chronicles of Narnia)
Dr. Seuss (everything, but especially the Northgoing Zaks with Stars upon Thars)
James Thurber (he wrote and drew hilariously)
Chas Addams (macabre made wonderful)
Lewis Carroll and Arthur Tenniel (Alice in Wonderland. I will go down the rabbit hole with you any time)
Charles Schulz (he drew Good ol' Charlie Brown and wrote his story, too. Bonus: Vince Guaraldi's music)
Frank Tashlin ("The Bear That Wasn't" https://vimeo.com/138897532Th
A.A. Milne and E.H. Shepard (Winnie the Pooh & The Wind in the Willows)
Ray Bradbury & Joe Mugnani (The October Country)
Chuck Jones (Looney Tunes)
E.B. White & Garth Williams (Charlotte's Web)
plus Babar, Curious George, Calvin & Hobbes, Matt Groenig's "Life in Hell" series and "Nade" a graphic novel heroine from my childhood in France.
And former colleague Stacy Innerst, a wonderful illustrator who reminded me that I won the reading parents lottery. Here is one of his works.
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/ruth-bader-ginsburg-jonah-winter/1125674822#/
Lucky lucky lucky. Thanks Mom & Dad
Saturday, November 18, 2017
The Lottery (with no apologies to Shirley Jackson)
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family,
grateful,
illustrators,
kid lit,
my parents read to me,
thankful,
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