by Rebecca Yount
As a child I had a love affair with book covers.
Wesley Dennis's artwork that graced Marguerite Henry's
stories drew me in like a magnet attracts metal.
So, too, Arthur Rackham's illustrated edition of Kenneth Grahame's The Wind in the Willows. It was Rackham's cover that initially attracted me to the book that would become one of the most beloved of my childhood.
To this day, I cherish memories of the "olde fashioned" illustrations from my early edition of Mother Goose. At times I merely flipped through the pages to revel in the pictures, rather than read the nonsensical verses.