By Billy Tucci – North Baby­lon, Long Island, was a great place to grow up. I spent the summers of my boyhood playing with my friends, making movies with my brothers, and romping through playgrounds and backyard barbecues. A few years later I was bombing down Deer Park Avenue with my 1966 Mustang Fastback piled with maniacs looking for girls and mischief. I played hockey in the winter, baseball in the summer, and basketball any time of the year. The only thing missing was fantasy and adventure in the worlds of the imagination. That I found in books. Sidney Lanier’s The Boy’s King Arthur, with incredible illustrations by N.C. Wyeth,…