I read Dorothy Dix and Uncle Wiggly lying on my stomach reading the paper every day from the time I could read ( about 1952). I thought Dorothy was still Dorothy and probably looked like my grandmother. I think Uncle Wiggly was a rabbit. Have to say that these petitioners have already made up their minds and Dorothy will no doubt validate their exit plans.
Uncle Wiggly is an elderly gentleman possum and he has been my avatar and exemplum from childhood, when my father read the stories to my two brothers and me. I loved and love the way each story closed with something like, "And if the moon doesn't choke to death on a lemon drop I'll be back soon to tell you the story of Uncle Wiggly and bad smell in the hallway closet." I once compiled a list of ALL the closing lines. I wonder where I put it? Year ago I was commissioned by Harper Collins to write a bathroom book -- that was, literally, the commission, a book of lists to be read in the bathroom -- and it had no life at all, largely because I tried to make something more of it by creating a character, a hermit called Old Father William, whose only contact with the outside world was a nurse, who was based on Nurse Jane in the Uncle Wiggly books.
Maybe those comforting last lines from Uncle Wiggly. I’d read those in the bathroom. Probably in public domain . Were we twins when we lived on some star?
I read Dorothy Dix and Uncle Wiggly lying on my stomach reading the paper every day from the time I could read ( about 1952). I thought Dorothy was still Dorothy and probably looked like my grandmother. I think Uncle Wiggly was a rabbit. Have to say that these petitioners have already made up their minds and Dorothy will no doubt validate their exit plans.
Uncle Wiggly is an elderly gentleman possum and he has been my avatar and exemplum from childhood, when my father read the stories to my two brothers and me. I loved and love the way each story closed with something like, "And if the moon doesn't choke to death on a lemon drop I'll be back soon to tell you the story of Uncle Wiggly and bad smell in the hallway closet." I once compiled a list of ALL the closing lines. I wonder where I put it? Year ago I was commissioned by Harper Collins to write a bathroom book -- that was, literally, the commission, a book of lists to be read in the bathroom -- and it had no life at all, largely because I tried to make something more of it by creating a character, a hermit called Old Father William, whose only contact with the outside world was a nurse, who was based on Nurse Jane in the Uncle Wiggly books.
Maybe those comforting last lines from Uncle Wiggly. I’d read those in the bathroom. Probably in public domain . Were we twins when we lived on some star?
Wonderful intro to this stellar list
Thanks Mrs. Baele! So much appreciated, as always.