Tag: smiled
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January 10, 2023
I signed for a package last week. The delivery guy said, “DiCamillo?” I said, “Yes.” “Wait,” he said. “Did you write Because of Winn-Dixie?” “I did.” “Oh, wow,” he said. “My third grade teacher read that book to us. I’ll never forget it.” And then he smiled at me—this radiant, beautiful smile—and I suddenly saw…
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January 7, 2020
What is a good life? A few years ago, I was walking down a street in a city far from home. I happened to turn my head and look in a restaurant window just as a waiter came bearing a cake ablaze in candles to a table filled with people. The waiter set the cake…
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November 27, 2018
A long time ago, when I worked at Walt Disney World’s Epcot Center, I was walking through a crowd of people and a young kid (maybe four years old) reached up and grabbed hold of my hand. She did this without looking, assuming, I think, that I was her mother. I didn’t want to startle…
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September 11, 2018
When I was at the National Book Festival weekend before last, a kid came through the signing line and mumbled, “I’m supposed to ask you a question.” “You are?” I said. “Okay. I’m ready.” “Um,” said the kid. He stared down at the table. “Why did you write all these books?” “I wrote them for…
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May 22, 2018
I was in Austin, Texas on Saturday at BookPeople’s Summer Reading Splash and a young boy came through the line holding a copy of Because of Winn-Dixie. After I signed the book, the boy came around the signing table to get his picture taken with me. But instead of standing next to me, he walked…