garbage can: Browse The Strips
Sunday, October 12, 1980
Tuesday, March 8, 1983
Sunday, August 26, 1984
Sunday, June 15, 1986
Sunday, October 12, 1986
Friday, May 29, 1987
Saturday, July 11, 1987
Thursday, August 11, 1988
Friday, March 3, 1989
Saturday, March 4, 1989
Sunday, March 5, 1989
Sunday, July 15, 1990
Monday, September 17, 1990
Thursday, June 9, 1994
Saturday, September 23, 1995
Sunday, February 27, 2000
Sunday, June 9, 2002
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Lynn's Comments: Sadly, this happened to a lot of folks until clear bags came onto the market. After this series of strips ran, we had many letters from folks who had done the exact same thing. At least, the Lynn Lake dump was well maintained and if you went in empty handed, you could just as easily come out with a trunk load of good stuff, in return!
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Lynn's Comments: So many times I ran around my neighbourhood with a finger or a plastic gun, pointing at friends and crying, "BANG! You're dead!" It was exciting. It was fun. We heard the headline news and listened to our parents. Dad had been in the war, but nothing they said made a difference. We were on a mission to win something. We didn't know what. There was no real sense to it, nobody explained why we were fighting or what death meant. We were just caught up in the thrill and the energy and the noise and the fun. Later, as a cartoonist, I saw a striking similarity to a child's attitude and what really happens in a war.
Sunday, June 14, 2015
Sunday, October 11, 2015
Lynn's Comments: This happened only once--and it was I who went through the garbage.
Friday, May 27, 2016
Lynn's Comments: I once offered local kids some money to clean up the road between my house and my mom-in-law's. It was a country road, so there was no way to cheat! The funny thing was that once they got going, they went from resenting the uncool side of cleaning a rural road, to being fanatical about it. They went down the road, far beyond our property--just because there was so much to pick up. I was so impressed!--And they say kids these days don't know how to do a job well!