Kamp Kawkawa: Browse The Strips
Saturday August 12, 2017
Monday August 14, 2017
Lynn's Comments: Every one of us can go back in time to remember a perfect starry night. Maybe it was on a camping trip or maybe on the edge of a city; looking up at the stars never gets boring, never gets old. How do you describe a perfect starry night? The over-used word "awesome" genuinely belongs here.
Tuesday August 15, 2017
Wednesday August 16, 2017
Lynn's Comments: This is me at the age of 9 or 10. I was the class clown. I remember a teacher using that old cliché: "We're not laughing at you, we're laughing with you." and I wanted to say, "No! I want you to laugh AT me!" I often thought kids hung with me because I was the one most likely to take a dare, break the rules, and get myself in trouble. I guess I was. It was a way to be where the action was!
Thursday August 17, 2017
Lynn's Comments: I got a lot of mail on this one. There are a lot of lonely people out there. In school, surrounded by people my own age, I considered myself lonely.
Friday August 18, 2017
Lynn's Comments: The old adage, "misery loves company" described some of my early friendships. I gravitated to the kids who were on the outside looking in. We weren't exactly misfits…we thought we were misunderstood.
Saturday August 19, 2017
Lynn's Comments: Michael in the strip and my son in real life were named for a school friend - Michael VadeBoncoeur was destined to become a comedy writer. He eventually wrote for the CBC and created blackout comedy skits for places like Yuk Yuk’s in Toronto.
Monday August 21, 2017
Tuesday August 22, 2017
Wednesday August 23, 2017
Thursday August 24, 2017
Lynn's Comments: These drawings were done before I began to pay real attention to anatomy. Check out the length of the kids’ arms. In real life their bodies would be impossibly long! As someone who once did anatomical drawings for a living, this surprises me!
Friday August 25, 2017
Saturday August 26, 2017
Lynn's Comments: I remember my first kiss. It was in Teddy D’s attic. He and Joanne K and Terry M and myself were playing spin the bottle. When the bottle matched me up with Terry, we leaned forward and kissed on the lips. I remember the feeling. It was fast, dry, and his upper lip was really fuzzy.