I’m remembering Sid Fleischman, who died this week. He said, “Humor is the oxygen of children’s literature. There’s a lot of competition for children’s time, but even kids who hate to read want to read a funny book.”

My favorite book of his is The Whipping Boy, which I often use when I teach writing to grown ups. First line: “The young prince was known here and there (and just about everywhere else) as Prince Brat. Not even black cats would cross his path.”

Here’s to Sid Fleischman and all the stories he left for us to love. Heaven just got a little funnier.