Like something out of Scheherazade, the phrase Open Sesame! has brought various denizens of another world charging into my life… Or more specifically, my living room. I speak, of course, of Sesame Street.
Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t one of those overly sheltered kids that never ventured over to 123 Sesame St. No, I was quite familiar with Big Bird and Company, so far as even being the proud owner of the book series. (My favorite, which I now have for Phoenix, was the Monster at the end of thi...
Published on February 10, 2014 17:07