Over the river and through the woods we go, hoping Grandma doesn't get run over by a reindeer. The words Christmas Pageant probably either make you glow with nostalgia or break out into a cold sweat.
This is a double set of double stories. The first set is made up of a story my Grandmother told me about when my mother broke her arm...twice! The second story in this set is my story of when we broke
The title story here is the story of my Mother's fear of snakes and of the way she eventually got passively even with me for making fun of her. She always came out on top. The second story we put on t
Beginning with some of the earliest he heard as a lap-child, Donald Davis recounts Little Red Hen, Jack and Jill, and The House that Jack Built, a Walking Game. Also includes Davis's own retelling o
An affirmation of enduring friendship and an adventure story, all rolled into one. The best friend of our youth has no replacement ever. Though we may start out as two peas in a pod, we often lose tou
Learning to drive occasions emotions ranging from reasonable caution to unbridled terror. Learning under the watchful eye of one's spouse is an added challenge
Have you ever been to a class reunion? Was one enough for you? Discover how we all travel through time, accompanied by the power of memory - and its limitations. This story, new in Davis's repertory,
Who doesn't remember the holiday sights and sounds and smells of Grandma's house? The living room aglow with a tree that touches the ceiling, the clatter of silverware and kitchen pans, the banter of
