I really enjoyed including my sister- and brother-in-law in the strip. They were naturally funny and their farm provided a new element to the storyline. When we were together, ideas just tumbled into my head.
For many years, my husband and I helped out on his sister’s farm in Manitoba. For two or three weeks every summer, we did everything from seeding to combining to feeding the hogs. One year when the kids were older, we went for Christmas.
Ahhh, the heady feeling of that first kiss, that first "serious" romance. When my parents called it "puppy love," I cringed. Nothing was more real, more meaningful or more affirming than the loves we shared in grade school.
So often cartoons depict our teachers as the enemy. In my experience, most have been fair, kind, responsible and considerate…while trying to simply do their job! I owe my thanks to teachers who did more than just teach me; they brought me up—through all my growing years and well into my adult life.
Living in small towns meant that we got to know the medical folks pretty well. Meeting a doctor at a party, who had just given me a physical check-up, was a challenge at first. Then, like everyone else…I just got used to it!
Our dog Willy would wait until we had finished eating before he dug into his kibble. If there was the smallest chance of leftovers, he wanted to be sure he had room. I did this strip with compassion and understanding—I wouldn’t want to eat the same thing everyday either!