I Think The Best Teachers

I Have Lovely Memories Of Los Angeles In The 1930s. I Came Down To Live With My Mother's Cousin And They Invited Me To Come And Go To Junior College For A Year.

Neither The Mouse Nor The Boy Was The Least Bit Surprised That Each Could Understand The Other. Two Creatures Who Shared A Love For Motorcycles Naturally Spoke The Same Language.

Otis Was Inspired By A Boy Who Sat Across The Aisle From Me In Sixth Grade. He Was A Lively Person. My Best Friend Appears In Assorted Books In Various Disguises.

He Was Dressed As If Everything He Wore Had Come From Different Stores Or From A Rummage Sale, Except That The Crease In His Trousers Was Sharp And His Shoes Were Shined.

What Interests Me Is What Children Go Through While Growing Up.