The world has lost another great. Maurice Sendak has died. This makes me sad on so many levels because his book Where the Wild Things Are was an absolute favorite when I was growing up. I loved the story and I loved the illustrations. I know he’s done many more things since then and he got a lot of attention when they decided to turn this book into a movie, but this is how I will remember him. I was 6, my father was reading this story to me at bedtime, and I was very happy imaging my very own place with wild things. Thank you Mr. Sendak.