The Magic of Books

The Magic of Books

I have always loved books. From a very early age they were both a friend and a gateway to something bigger. They connected me to whomever was reading to me in a new, secret-society kind of way, where we were on a journey together. They increased my vocabulary, my...
Writing This Chapter

Writing This Chapter

I’ve always loved books. Some of my earliest memories are of being read to, either on someone’s lap, or by Captain Kangaroo, as I sat transfixed, too close to the black and white TV screen. What drew me in were the stories, the pictures and the characters. Especially...