I just learned that Maurice Sendak, best known as the author/illustrator of Where the Wild Things Are, has died of complications from a stroke. That was my son's favorite book when he was four, and we read it together so often that I could quote almost the whole thing. I'll not write a lengthy obituary because I never met the man, and anything I say will pale besides the tributes that will be written over the next few days. I always enjoyed his work. He will be missed, but that work will live on. And really, isn't that what any artist in any field would want?