Several Decades After 26 Exquisite Horrible Pages

Lisa's post today reminded me of Edward Gorey, which is extraordinary, because I'm sure I remember reading this book at the Jordan's house in Dhaka. Being over 40 means that things are starting to creep into my life that I haven't seen/done/read in, oh, 30 years or so. The Gashlycrumb Tinies is one such creepy. One of my favorite children's stories that must never actually be read to children.

I thought you could die of that, but was never sure.