A new book from acclaimed author Seuss creator Ed Lachman explores the life of one of the most beloved children’s authors of all time, as well as the challenges of treating the illness.
Read More >Seuss: Doctor Seus is a Very Strange Tale When Ed was seven years old, his mother died.
Seuss was born in 1882.
The elder Seuss died two years later, and his younger sister, Alice, had to raise her younger brother.
Ed would never have been able to raise his younger brother, Charlie, if he hadn’t had his mother, who was also a child-care worker.
Ed Lachmeister’s new book, Doctor Seuses is a very Strange Tale: An Autobiography, takes a closer look at Seuss, his life and the challenges he faced as a child.
Ed Lachi is an educator and teacher, and he recently published a book on the life and work of the great American children’s author Ed Lachi, titled My Father, My Book: My Life with Ed Latchman.
The book is set in 1955, and is a fascinating read about how Latchmowers family grew from a small farm in upstate New York to a major publishing company in the 1950s and 60s.
Ed is also a retired professor of English, author of books including The Great American Novel, and has been published in American Magazine and National Book Award winners.
The book tells the story of the lives of Ed and Charlie, and their family and community in the mid-1940s.
What Ed Lachu says about Ed’s mother and his lifeWhen Ed’s older sister, who is now Ed’s great-grandmother, was a child, Ed’s father, a doctor named George Latch, lived with his family in upcountry upstate, near Buffalo.
Ed’s grandfather had a big house in Buffalo, and Ed grew up in the neighborhood.
Ed’s father had a hard time with the thought of losing his father, so Ed moved in with his grandmother, who lived with the family in an old barn in uptown Buffalo.
During that time, Ed was very close to his mother.
His mother, Alice Latchmer, had a strong maternal side.
Alice Latchner, who died in 2016, was one of Ed’s best friends and had a tremendous sense of humor.
Ed liked to say that she was the only person who could take a punch and still laugh.
When he was a young boy, Ed and his mother would go to visit his grandparents.
When the grandparents visited the Latchmans, Ed would ask his mother to come and visit.
She would come with the children, and the grandchildren would sit with the grandparents and their grandchildren.
I was also very close with my great-great-grandparents, Alice and George Lachi.
I would call them the family doctors, because I had the greatest sense of respect for them.
And it was a very, very happy childhood, as Ed explained to me in an interview.
Ed’s family lived in Buffalo for more than 40 years, and when his father died, he was born into a family of doctors and nurses.
Ed and Alice Lachmen were not married, but they had four daughters and five sons.
As a child and a teenager, Ed often played with the younger siblings, Charlie and Mabel.
But there were always people to protect him from bullies, which led to him spending much of his childhood in a group home.
At some point, Ed, who has an intellectual disability, was diagnosed with attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD), which means that he struggles to concentrate on things, to keep track of what is going on in the world around him.
In his book, Ed talks about the challenges Ed faced as he worked to improve his self-esteem.
Ed described how when he was in a situation that was challenging to him, he would always look for the easiest way out.
I remember my mother would always tell me to get out of my room and go back to sleep.
But I knew that the answer was always the same.
And I always found a way out of the situation.
My mother also told me that there was no such thing as too much of a good thing, which is something that I always followed.
Ed says his parents had a very different relationship with their son than his own parents.
George and Alice lived at the Lachmans’ home, and it was very different from their family.
George’s parents were very strict.
My parents would sit in a circle around me and they would say, “Go, go, go,” or something like that.
That was very strict and it wasn’t easy.
At that time in my life, I didn’t have a lot of friends.