DiLeo's father died in 1992 when Chris was 11, and he left behind a coffin-shaped bookcase filled with horror novels.
Young DiLeo read them—and fell in love.
Below: Young DiLeo, the bookcase coffin today, the coffin in the 1980s, and the coffin on Halloween, 1985.
Young DiLeo read them—and fell in love.
Below: Young DiLeo, the bookcase coffin today, the coffin in the 1980s, and the coffin on Halloween, 1985.
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Even before all that, DiLeo wrote his first story in second grade—it was about a raindrop that lives an entire life in the time it takes for the drop to plummet and splash to its death.
Kids can be strange.
Below: DiLeo, 38, and that coffin again. (Yes, there's now two coffins.)
Kids can be strange.
Below: DiLeo, 38, and that coffin again. (Yes, there's now two coffins.)
