My good friend, children’s book writer Joan Hewett, author of more than 20 books, passed away last week. (Joan’s obituary is in the LA Times, Sunday, October 16.) Joan’s books, illustrated by her husband, photographer Richard (Dick) Hewett, are carefully crafted, the words and pictures working together to tell real-life stories--life as an immigrant, actor, or animal trainer, building a subway, running for office, rescuing wildlife, baby animals growing up at the zoo, and other topics. In 1986, after the terrible fire at the Los Angeles Public Library, Joan helped recruit other children’s book authors and illustrators, including me, in an effort to raise money in support of the Children’s Literature Department.
I first met Joan in 1977 in a writing class at UCLA Extension. She and Dick had just published their first book, The Mouse and the Elephant. We became friends and went to the SCBW conference together that summer. (There was no “I” in “SCBW” at that time.) A few years later, when I needed a photographer for my book Pets Without Homes I started working with Joan’s husband Dick. The rest, as they say, is history. Dick and I did nearly 50 books together, but at the same time he continued to do books with Joan, as well as other photographic work.
One of Joan’s projects in the last few years has been finding a permanent home for Dick’s photographs—both his magazine work and children’s book illustrations. The photos are now archived in the Los Angeles Public Library photo collection and are being prepared for an exhibit. Joan’s family has suggested that anyone who would like to make a donation in memory of Joan can donate to Photofriends.org, the support group of the library photo collection.
The last time I saw Joan was a few months ago when I visited her and shared my new book. Her mind was sharp and she was eager to talk about books and news of the day. I have so many good memories of time spent with Joan—in writing groups, at SCBWI conferences, at author festivals, at her home in Eagle Rock, at family events. Joan was an excellent cook. We watched each other’s children grow up and shared news of our grandchildren. I learned so much from Joan about the craft of writing and creating photo picture books. Even though she is gone, she will be long remembered. I will miss her very much.