Monthly Archives: October 2019
Wednesday October 2, 2019
Lynn's Comments: I had a friend in North Bay who would take her zucchini door to door. She had so many growing in her garden that she didn't know what to do with them. It makes me smile now when I go to the grocery store and see tiny, meek little zucchinis for quite a price. I used to get huge ones for free!
Thursday October 3, 2019
Friday October 4, 2019
Lynn's Comments: As Elly became rounded, I became more and more preoccupied with how she looked and how she felt. I began to feel what she was feeling, and had to keep reminding myself that this was happening in the comic strip and not to me.
Saturday October 5, 2019
Sunday October 6, 2019
Monday October 7, 2019
Tuesday October 8, 2019
Lynn's Comments: When we lived in Lynn Lake, Manitoba, the growing season was so short that people would sprout vegetables in their houses, and when it was safe to do so, would transfer them to heated tents outdoors. We called these determined folks "the intense gardeners." Every year, we had a vegetable growing contest and one year, first prize went to an enormous cabbage proudly submitted by our friend, Thelma. She was soon accused of having purchased the celebrated choux in Winnipeg and smuggling it north for the fair. A loud and frenzied fight had to be broken up right there in the community centre. Yes, if there wasn't enough entertainment in the north…we made our own.
Wednesday October 9, 2019
Lynn's Comments: In Ontario, the growing of enormous pumpkins is more than a hobby. It's an obsession. Friends who had a small hobby farm would trade, buy and sell seeds to grow the most prize-worthy "breeds." Vines would be tended with care and the competition was serious.
Thursday October 10, 2019
Friday October 11, 2019
Saturday October 12, 2019
Lynn's Comments: In the real world, my son was becoming interested in everything from girls to driving to life on his own. He was growing up, and it was getting harder and harder to follow "Michael's story" without including material that might be too close to home.
Sunday October 13, 2019
Lynn's Comments: We had a small piece of property near our house in North Bay. Friends who were involved with a tree planting program gave us two dozen evergreen seedlings to plant—which we did, hoping to see at least some of them survive. All of the seedlings grew, and today, there is a forest on that land. Hard to believe I have lived long enough to see a forest grow!
Monday October 14, 2019
Lynn's Comments: I had to decide what I could talk about and what I could not. Dialogue like this did not appear in the newspaper until my son had approved of it first.
Tuesday October 15, 2019
Wednesday October 16, 2019
Lynn's Comments: Now, many many years later, I am finding out what my kids REALLY did on these late evenings out. You do eventually get the truth. Mind you…at the time, it's better not to know!
Thursday October 17, 2019
Lynn's Comments: From my bed, behind a closed door, I could hear the car arrive and the door open. I could hear a key in the lock, footsteps in the hall, and bedroom lights click on. I knew exactly who was home, what time they came in, and how long it took them to settle down. They always thought I was sleeping.
Friday October 18, 2019
Lynn's Comments: This punch line should be: "Next time I'll shoot for an hour." Oh well…it's too late now!
Saturday October 19, 2019
Sunday October 20, 2019
Lynn's Comments: This is one of those cartoons that happens right before your eyes. I didn't have to make this up. The words, the actions, the situation and the scenery made the perfect Sunday page.
Monday October 21, 2019
Lynn's Comments: This strip was a lot of fun to do. Sometimes I had no punch line in mind at all…I just wanted to draw the dog!
Tuesday October 22, 2019
Wednesday October 23, 2019
Lynn's Comments: Only someone expecting ANOTHER baby knows this to be true!
Thursday October 24, 2019
Lynn's Comments: Having friends with whom I could share clothes and paraphernalia was a wonderful plus. Babies don’t wear out things…they just wear out YOU!
Friday October 25, 2019
Saturday October 26, 2019
Sunday October 27, 2019
Lynn's Comments: This didn’t happen. I just wanted to show John and Elly Patterson wearing costumes for Halloween. Elly was "expecting" April here, so her outfit had to be baggy and loose. I could have put her in the rabbit costume, but it went to John instead. I thought it was funnier!
Monday October 28, 2019
Lynn's Comments: Halloween was always a great excuse to do some funny drawing. I would have loved to own this goofy rabbit suit. With my job, I could pretend that I did!
Tuesday October 29, 2019
Lynn's Comments: Funny story:
Five years ago, I went to my high school reunion and ran into an old chum who had lived in my neighbourhood. Paul, a musician and a widower (I hate that word!), asked if I'd like to walk around the familiar streets and see what we could remember of our childhood days: what had changed, who used to live where. We had a great time and agreed to see each other again. In a few months, my daughter, her family and I moved to North Vancouver, and for a short time I lived in her basement suite. My friend Paul and I had kept in touch. One day, he came by to drop off a CD he had recently produced. Katie saw him briefly. I thanked him for the gift and walked out to his car to chat. The chat turned into a date for lunch, which turned into a walk, which became dinner. After dinner, we went to see a mutual friend. As we were sitting in our friends' kitchen, my phone rang. It was Katie, wondering where I was! "You left with a strange man," she complained, "without saying where you were going or when you’d be back. I have no idea where you are or what you’re doing! Are you coming back? Should I leave the porch light on?" Well, did we laugh. Here I was, well over 65, apologizing to my daughter for being a delinquent kid!
Paul and I have been "partners" for almost five years now.
Five years ago, I went to my high school reunion and ran into an old chum who had lived in my neighbourhood. Paul, a musician and a widower (I hate that word!), asked if I'd like to walk around the familiar streets and see what we could remember of our childhood days: what had changed, who used to live where. We had a great time and agreed to see each other again. In a few months, my daughter, her family and I moved to North Vancouver, and for a short time I lived in her basement suite. My friend Paul and I had kept in touch. One day, he came by to drop off a CD he had recently produced. Katie saw him briefly. I thanked him for the gift and walked out to his car to chat. The chat turned into a date for lunch, which turned into a walk, which became dinner. After dinner, we went to see a mutual friend. As we were sitting in our friends' kitchen, my phone rang. It was Katie, wondering where I was! "You left with a strange man," she complained, "without saying where you were going or when you’d be back. I have no idea where you are or what you’re doing! Are you coming back? Should I leave the porch light on?" Well, did we laugh. Here I was, well over 65, apologizing to my daughter for being a delinquent kid!
Paul and I have been "partners" for almost five years now.
Wednesday October 30, 2019
Thursday October 31, 2019
