Tarzan of the Apes, copyright 1939 by Edgar Rice Burroughs. Not the least reason is its age, but it has an ape-English dictionary in it!
I have so many books that are important to me, not just because of age or the story, or whatever, but because they are like a photograph that I can hold up to my minds eye and see the boy that I was, at that moment.
I would have to say that, because of my nostalgic tendencies,
The Magic Grandfather, by Jay Williams, is second favorite, followed by
The Hero Fom Otherwhere, by the same author. The first was a book that I accidently came to own via the Richland Park Branch public library. Came time to bring it back, and I couldn't find it. A year later, I found it while cleaning my room, and my mom bought a new copy of the book for the library, rather than pay all the fines for the book. The second was the first book I ever bought for myself with my own money, at the ripe-old age of nine, I think.
