Monthly Archives: August 2016

Tuesday August 2, 2016

He described the dumpster as being behind a restaurant and grocery store. Wet and decaying vegetables lay in a mucky stew on the bottom. He had to climb in, wearing his best clothes, and dig around in the stinking mess to find his car keys. If it had been a watch, he might have just let it go! Car keys were essential!

Sunday August 7, 2016

Farley didn’t much care if there were squirrels in the yard…he reacted to food and the great outdoors. Any opportunity to disappear into the ravine behind our house, saw him gone. He would eventually be found wet, dirty and blissfully happy—no matter how hard we scolded him. Our next dog, Willy, was a squirrel chaser. If he saw one out the window, he had to be let out before he busted something. Wildly, madly, barking and running as fast as his short legs would take him Willy would chase a squirrel until it was too far up a tree to see any more. He never caught one, of course, and the squirrels loved the comedy of it all.

Thursday August 11, 2016

Again, this really happened. When my first husband and I left our wedding reception, we found that his friends had stuffed our car with newspaper. Balls of it were tightly jammed everywhere. Before we could get in, we had to remove it all and find a place to put it. Our hands were filthy and our mood was mean. What we didn’t expect was that the dust from the newsprint was everywhere, and when we got out of the car, my white wedding outfit was covered in it. Maybe they thought the prank was funny, but to this day, I’d still like to tell off the guys who did it!

Tuesday August 16, 2016

Now, it’s my turn. Every five years, a few good organizers make sure our high school graduating class gets together. Each time now, the "in memoriam" list grows longer. Hard to believe we are saying goodbye to each other. When we’re together, we all still feel like kids!

Sunday August 21, 2016

Some Sunday strips were so true, they were painful. This was me. This was my husband. He did try to help, but I actually prevented him from doing so. In drawing this strip, I hoped other wives would see themselves. I think some did!

Tuesday August 23, 2016

Another true story…At about the age of 16, I went to Montreal to visit my mom’s sister and her family. I was there for the summer to act as a "nanny" for my four younger cousins and to improve my French, if possible! I was happy to be going, but the crush I had on a boy in my class was pretty powerful, and although he said he’d miss me, I had my doubts.

Friday August 26, 2016

Over the summer, I sent him several letters and received nothing in reply. My Aunt Monica suggested I look elsewhere for friendship, but I continued to mope about—wondering why I had heard nothing from the love of my life.

Saturday August 27, 2016

This is exactly what I did! Yes, if I was determined to succeed at something, I was relentless…which is a good trait to have when it comes to a project or a career. Love, on the other hand, isn’t something you can make happen!

At summer’s end, I returned home, and as soon as I had some privacy, I called my silent "boyfriend" and asked why he hadn’t written. He said he had but the letter must have been lost. I didn’t believe him. He then said he’d written one but had been too shy to send it. I said, "show it to me." He couldn’t find it. He said he would rewrite it, but by then, my jets had cooled and the relationship turned into a casual "hello" in the school cafeteria.

We graduated without anything more being said. Years later, we met in a Vancouver coffee shop. He was delighted to see me and I was more than happy to see him. We hugged and laughed about the crush and the silent summer, and bless his heart, he said he wished for all the world, that he had written.