The Lives Behind the Lines: Browse The Strips

Sunday November 27, 2016

Lynn's Comments: There were times when we lived in Lynn Lake that I just couldn't get warm. I wrote this strip as soon as I'd served the hot chocolate.

Sunday June 18, 2017

Lynn's Comments: I recently found a birthday card I’d made for my mother. She'd saved it in a photo album, something I hadn't opened for years. I had forgotten about the card. It said, "When you're very mad at me, you're awful for a mother, But even if I had a choice, I wouldn't want another." I think I was 8 when I made the card. She and I didn't get along well and I wondered why she’d kept it. I think I was trying to rewrite history here. The strip often had a sweetness to it that wasn't part of my own childhood experience.

Sunday June 25, 2017

Lynn's Comments: My first husband used to watch all kinds of sports on TV. It didn't matter what else was going on or what time it was, if there was a game on TV, he’d be lying on the couch watching it. I once suggested screwing legs onto him and turning him into a couch–that way he’d be useful. He didn't respond. He was too busy watching television.

Sunday July 9, 2017

Lynn's Comments: We never had a dog when we were kids, though my dad, my brother, and I all wanted one. Mom put her foot down knowing a pet would be another thing she would be responsible for. She said no to a dog, and she ruled the roost. Nonetheless, we dreamed that someday, we'd be able to have this kind of close and loving relationship with a dog. Neither my dad nor my brother ever adopted a puppy, but I did. My first dog was Farley; an old English sheepdog, purchased by my first husband, Doug Franks, and I on a Sunday afternoon drive into the Ontario countryside. He later became the character "Farley" in FBorFW. My next dog was "Willy": a sweet little black Spaniel. Katie picked him out of a pet store window and declared him "family" since he had such big feet. Willy became my pet and constant companion. My mom knew what she was talking about when she said a dog would become her responsibility. Willy was certainly mine, but it was a responsibility that brought me 8 years of fun, activity and genuine pleasure.

Sunday October 8, 2017

Lynn's Comments: After he graduated from high school, Aaron moved to Vancouver. With plans to study broadcasting, he couldn't wait to go. He left home with confidence and an attitude that said, "Goodbye, no horse town!" A few weeks after he’d settled in to his apartment he was sharing with a friend, I got a phone call from my liberated son; "Hey Mom…everything’s fine, I just need you to send me something. It’s um…well…uh…could you please send me my, um, …teddy?"

Sunday July 1, 2018

Lynn's Comments: My granddaughter draws M-birds now. I think it’s charming and I don't really want her to draw them realistically.

Friday May 29, 2020

Lynn's Comments: I was expected to do a comic strip that would expose the realities of family life. "Tell it like it is" from a woman's point of view. Sometimes the truth hurts.

Saturday February 27, 2021

Lynn's Comments: This strip is very close to the bone for me. My mother would have been called an abusive parent by today's standards. She was physically and emotionally abusive, but she just didn't know how to parent. When she found a drawing I had done of her as a witch holding a whip, she cried.