Barring some startling event of miraculous time travel, I will never meet one of the most crucially influential figures of my early life. He spent his life in Great Britain while I hail from the state of Maine and, moreover, he died in 1963. That C.S. Lewis and I will remain strangers for all of infinity doesn’t really matter, because of how I read what he wrote. Lewis’s Chronicles of Narnia taught me countless lessons in morality, friendship, family, magic, faith in the ultimate goodness of the universe, and most of all the power of the written word. This has had a tremendous impact on who I’ve become as a person. Lewis sparked something in my brain, a true and genuine love of reading and stories. I’ve lived a considerable chunk of my life
