Lynn's Comments: This happened only once--and it was I who went through the garbage.
Lynn's Comments: This is another true story, which went word for word into the strip. It belongs to my friends, Sandy and Kevin O'Grady. Kevin actually did this and they still laugh about it today.
Lynn's Comments: You can't make this stuff up!
Lynn's Comments: In Kevin's case, he meant to go to the dump, but an open dumpster in a city lane was an easier repository. What he did was toss in his car keys. I didn't know how to draw this accurately. It was easier to show his watch go flying into the bin.
Lynn's Comments: My mom always had the sheers drawn. Heaven forbid that anyone should see into the front window of our little house on 5th Street. If we wanted to look out the window, my brother and I would kneel on the couch, press our faces to the glass, and see what we could through the sheers: the white, almost transparent drapery, which smelled of dust and cigarettes. I hated them. As a kid, I thought the curtains should always be open. Surprisingly, when I had a house of my own, I too was determined to have the curtains closed for privacy. This Sunday strip was, again, a true story!
Lynn's Comments: It’s amazing how much we forgive our dogs.
Lynn's Comments: My mother had a garbage philosophy: "Put one human being in a house for one hour and there will be garbage." I think she was right.