“The Denim Jungle began as a seed of an idea 30 years ago, when my husband was a small boy. He mentioned to his mom that he felt like he was living in a Denim Jungle, surrounded by jean-clad adult legs. His mom held on to that idea, convinced it would make an imaginative children’s book. Five years ago, she entrusted the idea to me, shortly before dying of breast cancer. I promised her I would make her dream a reality, and I can’t begin to explain the healing and hope that has come from following through on that promise, both for myself and as an example to my kids, her grandchildren.”