by John Briggs

When I was a kid, I was passionate about two things: baseball and reading. There were summers where I barely missed a Phillies game on the radio. I either watched or listened to the All-Star game, the World Series, the playoffs, and was not above catching the odd spring training game or two. I even scoured the paper the next day to check out the box score… of a game I’d already listened to!

I also loved reading. While I was known to play baseball for as many as four hours a day, I also, and quite often, put in as many hours reading. And although I eventually moved on to middle-grade books, young adult, and tons of non-fiction, once upon a time it was all picture books.