Edward wrote one of the most beloved novels of my childhood, David and the Phoenix (published 1957, though my childhood came later).
This year, I interviewed Edward. To my disappointment, he had almost no photos of himself.
Then I met him in person, and surprised him.
Now a friend, Connie Rockman, has unearthed some material on Edward that even Edward did not seem to remember existed, and luckily it includes a photo:
It's from the Third Book of Junior Authors (1972), but because Edward said he was still getting letters about David and the Phoenix "twelve years later," it's apparent that he wrote this in 1969.