As a Portland native and book lover, I've spent my whole life obsessed with Beverly Cleary. I wore the spines out of all of her books, my mom took us to Grant Park when they unveiled the Beverly Cleary statue garden (and Madame Cleary herself was there!), my cousin works at Beverly Cleary Middle School, I watched the crap out of my taped-from-TV copies of that late '80s Ramona series, etc.. If you've found as much to love about her and her work as I have (and I bet many of you have), join me in celebrating her 96th birthday today!
Many happy returns!
What shall we do to celebrate? Smash hardboiled (or maybe not) eggs on our foreheads? Call all of our pets "Ribsy" for the rest of the day? Decorate a cake with toothpaste roses?
Here's an interview Cleary gave last year, on her 95th, in the LA Times. Happy Birthday, Beverly!