Images and text by Carter.
I have a feeling that Little Golden Books are a part of our collective reading history. Am I right? The Poky Little Puppy was worn out with love in my house, and I could always count on the stack in my Granny’s basement having Tommy Visits the Doctor at the tippy top. They were slim, sturdy, and that golden spine always held the best stories.
Do you know the history of Little Golden Books? During World War II, paper was expensive, and so were books for children. But Little Golden Books launched in 1942 and sold each of their stories for a quarter. Not only were they sold in bookstores, but grocery and department stores carried them, too. They were available, beautiful, and literacy gained momentum.
Thank goodness Little Golden Books have never gone out of style! Rico the Brave Sock Monkey knocked my socks off and reminded me of their magic. Rico wears a plaid waistcoat with big black buttons, and he’s long, lanky, and perfect to hug. He’s not afraid of anything — not the loud factory where he was made, not the box or the truck or the tissue paper in which he was wrapped, and not being flung in the air by his boy. The scariest thing of all? The loneliness of being forgotten. And even though he waits and waits, he remains the bravest monkey in the whole world.
P.S. – Are you in the D.C. area? If you can make it to the American History Museum before early January, check out this Little Golden Books exhibit. I’m hoping to get there when I’m back east for the holidays! If you can’t make it, you might like this book about their grand legacy