Suddenly Silver: Browse The Strips

Saturday December 10, 2016

Lynn's Comments: I have always looked at a vehicle as something that would transport a family of four, with a load of groceries and a sheet of plywood, if necessary.

Sunday February 26, 2017

Lynn's Comments: While making a big cuddly fuss over the dog one day, I noticed a wistful glance from my husband. Whether he was cringing at the "dog-ma" of mother and dog or a bit jealous, I didn't know. The scene made for a good Sunday page!

Tuesday March 14, 2017

Lynn's Comments: If I think about it, I can still feel the sensation of having a loose tooth; the pop and sting of it being pulled out, and the metallic taste of the hole it left in my jaw. Losing my teeth meant a surge ahead: another leap towards independence!

Saturday March 18, 2017

Lynn's Comments: Right now, my grand daughter is living with a fairy in her house. The fairy is happily waiting for a second tooth to be hidden under Laura’s pillow. The first tooth was replaced by a two dollar coin! Fairies are more generous these days.

Monday March 20, 2017

Lynn's Comments: This really happened. So many times, the strip was a documentation of the things that happened, almost word for word, in our home.

Tuesday March 21, 2017

Lynn's Comments: This did not happen. I made this part up. As Farley Mowat said when I asked him if he really did eat mice (as in his book "Never Cry Wolf"), "If it didn't happen, It should have."

Monday March 27, 2017

Lynn's Comments: A young neighbour once asked me to draw her portrait. Sharon was 10 and in the "almost ready to bloom" stage. I drew what I thought was a sweet and accurate portrait, but she was miserable after she saw it. She said I had made her look ugly! She didn't want the portrait, but her mom kept it anyway. Years later, she apologized for her rudeness. She had found the portrait in her mom’s papers, and when she saw it again as a young adult, she thought it was beautiful.

Friday July 21, 2017

Lynn's Comments: We were not able to send our two kids to the same camp at the same time, but for the sake of the story, this is what the Pattersons did.

Saturday July 22, 2017

Lynn's Comments: Stories are made so much better when familiar characters share the same experience…so in the strip, Mike and Elizabeth went to camp with their best friends. Unlike the real world, a comic strip artist can make anything happen!

Tuesday July 25, 2017

Lynn's Comments: This was another serious comment. I have always wondered how a mother would feel if she lost her child to war. In jest, I could voice an opinion in very subtle ways.

Friday July 28, 2017

Lynn's Comments: Luccia Messina is the name of a good friend and neighbour who lived across the street from me in North Vancouver. She moved to Canada from Sicily with her mother and dad and older brother, Pedro, and we have been friends since grade one. This was my way of saying "Hi" to her when she read the strip. Cartoonists do this all the time. It’s great to know we can send out a "hug" that might appear in 1000 papers!

Thursday August 3, 2017

Lynn's Comments: I had a chance to meet the two cooks who provided the meals, and it didn't take long to figure out why, at the end of the day, they were more exhausted than the kids were.

Saturday August 5, 2017

Lynn's Comments: My son, Aaron, told me that porcupines had made a hole in the girls’ shower hut. The rest of this story is all "What if?"

Monday August 7, 2017

Lynn's Comments: This didn't happen, of course, but as Farley Mowat liked to say, "If it didn't happen, it should have." The buildings at Camp Tillicum were old and in need of repairs, but nothing like this! Kids scoured the walls for knotholes hoping to see into the showers, and when none existed, stories were told anyway. I couldn't help being a bit jealous of my kids’ camping days at Tillicum. This was a place where great memories–true and false, could be made.

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!