by Courtney Pierce
One special book defined my early childhood. Back in 1961, my paternal
grandmother gave me a ten-story collection titled The Golden Treasury of Caroline
and Her Friends by Pierre Probst. For as long as I can remember, my grandmother appeared old to me. In her later years, she worked
as a translator for a children’s book publisher in Washington, D.C. Grandma was a stern
Published on June 22, 2020 00:00