I'm kidding! I don't think the Seuss fans want to worry about supernatural mayhem invading their happy rhymes. They're a little young for zombies, after all.
But it is Theodor Geisel's (Dr. Seuss's) birthday. I grew up loving Seuss rhymes, like How the Grinch Stole Christmas, and I have enjoyed sharing them with my own children (Hop on Pop, over and over again), and one day (far from now), maybe grandkids, who knows.
Dr. Seuss is beloved everywhere, but it's especially interesting to live in an area rich with Seuss atmosphere. Theodor Seuss Geisel (March 2, 1904 – September 24, 1991) grew up not far from where I live, on Springfield's Mulberry Street (It Happened on Mulberry Street). One can drive over Mount Tom and get the sense of being the Grinch on his mighty sleigh ride into Whoville, especially in winter. Driving from Holyoke to Easthampton over Mountain Road in winter snow feels about as risky as being Max the dog driving the Grinch's sleigh. Fun times. My town borders Forest Park, once supervised by Theodor Geisel, which hosts a Suess-inspired Christmas light parade (Bright Nights). There's also a New Year's Day Balloon Parade, and a sculpture garden in Springfield dedicated to Seuss and his delightful characters. If you're ever in Springfield (maybe to visit the Basketball Hall of Fame), check it out. Happy birthday, Dr. Seuss! Thanks for the memories.
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