Norman Rockwell's autobiography reads very much like his illustrations. Simple, sometimes poignant, full of heart and undeniably cinematic. Since TV is out to exploit the 20th Century's golden years recently, this would make great mini-series.
Rockwell's illustrations have always had an "animated" feel to them. From the way he tells stories, I'm convinced he would have made a great story man at any animation studio.
His recollections on his friend Joseph Leyendecker and the influence of his first editor at the Saturday Evening Post, George Horace Lorimer are worth the read alone.
Rockwell ends his biography circa 1959. His son, Tom Rockwell closes it with an afterword about his father's interest and support of the Civil Rights Movement and the last years of his life. Wish I read this sooner.