I was subbing one day when a student in class had THIS book with them!
It was their dad’s!
I couldn’t believe it, because this was one of my favorite books as a little girl!
I think I even colored on my book cover just like this dad had done!
As I read the story out loud to the class, I realized that even though years and years had passed since I had heard the words of this story it was still very familiar to me. It made me smile!
It also made me think……
What stories will my kids remember with sweet memories?
Thank you, mom and dad, for my memories of
Gus was a Friendly Ghost!
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My kids loved this book too. I don’t remember the story line (wish I did) but I bet they do. I will have to ask them.
Gus was one of my favorite books to read to my son when he was young.
Presh! Some of my favorite memories of my dad are of him reading to me…he was an alcoholic but he was always so good about reading to me when I wanted to as a child…we read some books so many times that even as an adult we would quote them to each other…I think that is why LOVE to read still…