“A book is the only place in which
you can examine a fragile thought without breaking it
or explore an explosive idea
without fear it will go off in your face.
It is one of the few havens remaining
where a man’s mind can get both provocation and privacy.”
-Edward P. Morgan-
Oh the magic of books. From my earliest memory I have loved them. We read to our children constantly. Now, we read to our grandchildren. In a day where electronic words take the place of voices . . . it becomes even more important to take the time to read with little people. Among my favorite keepsake photographs is this one of Talmage and Grandpa. The story is so exciting and the illustrations so wonderful that this little boy can barely take a breath. Now and then he looks quickly from the page to his Grandpa’s face . . . just to see if what his Grandpa read could possibly be true. This photograph, combined with others from the same moment, provides the chance for a “Tiny Tale” about a magic book and a little boy. Only through a telephoto lens.
“You know you’ve read a good book
when you turn the last page
and feel as if you have lost a friend.”