Jerome the Gnome came about one evening sitting around the Campfire in North Western Washington. My daughter asked for a story and this is what I came up with. I wanted to tell her about the wonderful creatures of the forest and how they could get along. I wrote it down on our return and asked Melanie's Grandmother Mary if she could draw some pictures to go with it. The pictures you see in this book come from her to all of you with Love. The look for Gerome came from a Doll Melanie's Mother Aiyana made. He sits in a rocking chair in the living room of the house.