A couple of years ago, my mom gave me Edward Gorey’s “Amphigorey” as a Christmas present. I had been lusting over that book for a few months, and I was really excited to receive it (even though my older sister loudly asked, “Isn’t that on a list of books that have been banned? Why would you want that thing? You’re so weird!”).
Anyway, I love Gorey’s “Gashlycrumb Tinies”, and I decided to show it to my brother and sister-in-law. I showed them the “A is for Amy who fell down the stairs” picture, and my brother laughed really hard at it. My sister-in-law didn’t really care for it.