I noticed on my twitter feed this morning that it is Dr. Seuss’s birthday today. Just his name makes me smile. All day I tried to think of any other author who has accompanied me throughout my life, couldn’t come up with one.
My mother can still recite secctions of Green Eggs and Ham because she read it to me so many times when I was young. I don’t remember that as much, but the phrase “I don’t like green eggs and ham” was a constant refrain in my childhood. Someone in the family said in response to something unpleasant. Brussel sprouts comes to mind. As an adult, attending a fancy dinner party when someone turned up his nose at the latest, fancy food concoction, I reacted with “I don’t like green eggs and ham.” The response was smile, we all understand Sam-I-am.
A lawyer down the hall from me during my early law associate years collected Dr. Seuss books. Without having any children of his own, he signed up for the monthly mailing of two new book and had them delivered to the office. I loved them. More than once after a long day when it felt like everyone in the world was already home, I snuck into his office, pulled a brightly colored book off of his shelf, and rhymed my way through a personal pity party. It’s hard to mope when The Cat in the Hat is your companion.
When my son was born, I signed up for the requisite monthly delivery. I had no idea there were so many Dr. Seuss books! And who was P.D. Eastman anyway? When reading to a toddler, Read the rest of this entry »






