Our mother read to us often. Though I only faintly recall her doing so, there are books, the memories of which are tightly associated with my Mom. Some of those stories were written by Dare Wright.
While I am a collector of vintage children's books, (to the extent of my non-existent budget), I don't collect them for the sake of having them. I collect them because of what they mean to me. These books are friends, memories, links to my childhood, part of my makeup, treasures more than gold or jewels. These are gifts from the author for me to share with my own children and they to theirs. Thanks Mom. Thank you Dare.
The stories of childhood leave an indelible impression, and their author always has a niche in the temple of memory from which the image is never cast out to be thrown on the rubbish heap of things that are outgrown and outlived. ~Howard Pyle