
camp counsellor: Browse The Strips
Thursday, July 28, 1988

Monday, August 1, 1988

Wednesday, August 3, 1988

Friday, August 5, 1988

Saturday, August 6, 1988

Thursday, August 11, 1988

Friday, August 12, 1988

Saturday, August 13, 1988

Monday, August 15, 1988

Thursday, August 25, 1988

Wednesday, July 25, 1990

Friday, July 27, 1990

Tuesday, July 31, 2001

Wednesday, August 1, 2001

Thursday, August 2, 2001

Saturday, August 4, 2001

Sunday, August 5, 2001

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!
Tuesday August 1, 2017

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.
Friday August 11, 2017

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

Friday August 25, 2017

Wednesday July 24, 2019

Friday July 26, 2019
