When I was a child, our elementary school librarian read books to us in a recessed area of the library floor called The Crater. Terraced seating extended along the outside of the semi-circle in 3 rows. Entire classes of children huddled together as Mrs. Thrasher read to us with enthusiasm that brought us inside the world of the storybook. She carefully rationed photos and illustrations to avid onlookers but you always knew the words of the story were most important to her. The pictures were always the draw for me. This weblog is dedicated to Mrs. Thrasher, who passed away in early 2014.