I spent many hours reading Sendak's works to my kids when they were little.
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RIP Maurice Sendak, one of the best children's book artists to ever put pen to page. While everyone remembers "Where The Wild Things Are," I'd note that his classic "In The Night Kitchen" — a Caldecott-winning story of a dreamy escape that Sendak later said had hidden references to the Holocaust — remains among the books most banned by school libraries because the little boy in the book is nude for a few scenes. That story came out in 1970, and four decades later people are still trying to catch up with Sendak. If you haven't seen him mess with Stephen Colbert, I can't recommend it strongly enough.
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Maurice Sendak considers a sequel to "Where the Wild Things Are."
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This may partially explain me, today.
I read Poe, Nietzsche, Douglas Adams, Tolkein, Twain's odder works, and other warped minds when I was a kid. I'm talking grade school and early high-school, here.
In retrospect, it's no wonder I occasionally freaked my English teachers out.
Damn, my father is/was fucked up. Meh. Made me an interesting adult.