Eric Carle died this past weekend at age 91. I’m strong, and I’m prepared for most anything, yet learning today that Eric Carle died hit me hard. He was the mainstay of literature for young children. “The Very Hungry Caterpillar” has never stopped being sold. Never.
A message posted online from his family, which said he died Sunday, included a poem:
In the light of the moon,
holding on to a good star,
a painter of rainbows
is now traveling across the night sky
I have a great love for his museum, and have met him in person. He hugged me like a dear old friend. I will be posting my reflections soon. R.I.P. Eric Carle.