Lynn's Comments: This strip is another scene from my childhood. My brother and I would walk down to the North Vancouver waterfront, go onto the docks where the small fishing boats were moored and fish for minnows. When we had quite a few, we’d throw them one by one to the seagulls. One day, one very aggressive gull outmaneuvered all the others and was the only one left to grab the fish. This gull was big and mean and threatening. When he was sure that he was guaranteed a free meal, we tied a codline to a minnow and tossed it up to the gull. The gull swallowed the fish and took off into the air. We allowed the codline to unwind to the end of the spool where it snapped tight forcing the gull to stop in mid air. Zannngggg! What a sight! The gull would not let go of the fish and fought us as we reeled it in—flapping and fighting against the pull of the line. Terrified, we hung onto the codline to see who would give up first—us or the gull. Inevitably, the gull regurgitate the fish, but not before he had given us the scare of our lives! Our friends, the O’Grady’s enjoyed seeing their name in the Sunday funnies.