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Sunday March 15, 2020

Lynn's Comments: Our dog, Willy, loved to chase squirrels. He lived for a good squirrel chase and of course he never caught one. Sometimes I think the squirrels were in on the game because they seemed to taunt him at the windows, and when we let him out, they would wait until he was close enough to get his hopes up and then disappear into a tree. It was good exercise for all and nobody got hurt.

Sunday April 26, 2020

Lynn's Comments: I don’t think I have ever been as exhausted as when I was up all night with my babies. My husband often said he'd take on half the nighttime routine, but when he had to go to work in the morning and I was nursing, it just made more sense for me to handle it all.

Sunday June 28, 2020

Lynn's Comments: I've told you about my grandmother coming to stay with us and taking my bedroom while she was visiting. She had waist-length hair, and when she washed it, she'd stand on the porch like this and brush her hair in the wind. Later, when I also had very long hair, I did the same thing. It made me think of her—every time.

Sunday October 4, 2020

Lynn's Comments: The garbage dump in Lynn Lake, Manitoba was called, "The Exchange." Folks were leaving town on a regular basis and often the dump was a treasure trove of unwanted but really good stuff. I do remember getting all excited about a trip to the "nuisance grounds." Sometimes I brought home more than I threw away.

Sunday October 25, 2020

Lynn's Comments: If you're a fan of Jim Unger's "Herman," look at John's profile in panel 8. Doesn’t it look like it was drawn by Jim Unger? I loved the way he drew a non-expression like this. Guess the admiration rubbed off!

Sunday December 13, 2020

Lynn's Comments: My mother-in-law had an enormous freezer. When the family moved from Manitoba to Ontario, we had to defrost many years worth of baking and fish and frozen leftovers. Some of the pies had dates on them from 10 years past or more. It was like an archaeological dig! After this funny experience, I decided I'd never have a big freezer of my own.

Sunday January 3, 2021

Lynn's Comments: This punchline comes from my own childhood. My dad was a great pal to my brother and I when we were young. He'd play outside, letting us ride on his back, swinging us around and showing us how to make horns out of dandelion stems. Inside, he'd play board games and sing children's songs, strumming the chords on his guitar. He was a big kid at heart! When we grew too old for these things, he was a bit lost—he couldn't quite believe we had outgrown the things he so enjoyed. I remember the little kids in the neighbourhood coming to the front door and asking, "Can Mr. Ridgway come out to play?"