User blog comment:LordTBT/News:A Toast to Jakesy/@comment-99.70.231.24-20110212195133

It was my Mother and my eldest brother that first brought the world of Redwall into our house, and here it is bound to stay until we move. I'll always remember it, the first time when my Mom suggested I read Redwall for a book report; I think I was about 10 years old. She told me that it was about stoats and other vermin fighting mice that lived in an Abbey. I, however, immediately refused, saying (and, to my embarrassment,demanding)that I would only read a horse book for the report. And so I did, and in the process, shutting a door that would be opened to me again a year later. This time, I would go through it. It was summer, and I had another book report to do. Because I had already read and re-read the books that I had, I was craving, almost, something different. So, again, my Mother described the Redwall books to me, and this time (possibly because I was more mature)I took the book she handed to me. After settling down in a chair outside, I opened the first book of the Redwall series: Redwall. It was just the right kind of book for me; full of adventure, battles, and with very life-like animals characters. So I had stepped through the door that led to the world of Redwall and have never taken a step back. I convinced my younger sister to read them once she was of the age, and she is enjoying them as much as I am. Now all I have to do is convince my older brother. . . . I think he'll enjoy the books, like millions have.

Thank you, Mr. Jacques, your books have been a sanctuary for me, and always will be.