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Sunday, July 24, 2016

Lynn's Comments: This happened. I was glad to have been wearing clean underwear. Old superstitions can bear fruit. In this case, it was Fruit of the Loom!

Monday, July 25, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Katie was a flower girl in my brother's wedding. My mom spent days making her dress--the front was beautifully smocked by hand.

Saturday, July 30, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Meanwhile, Sandy was at the wedding wondering where Kevin had gone. How long could it take to dispose of a bag of garbage?

Sunday, July 31, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Once, at the Winnipeg Airport, Aaron, who had been given a plastic squirt gun, decided to aim at the guard as we went through security. We were all immediately taken to a secure area and searched. Everything was opened, screened, examined and set aside. We were questioned, and sternly let go just before our flight boarded. We thought the guards had been a bit extreme. After all, it was just a toy squirt gun. Still, we made sure our kids never had weaponry of any kind when we went through security.

Monday, August 1, 2016

Lynn's Comments: [Continued from last month:] Sandy sat in the pew and watched the wedding ceremony--worried and angry. Where could Kevin be?

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Lynn's Comments: My daughter, Katie and her husband, Lane, were married under a tree at English Bay in Vancouver. There were four of us in attendance, thus avoiding the dreaded wedding speech!

Thursday, August 11, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Again, this really happened. When my first husband and I left our wedding reception, we found that his friends had stuffed our car with newspaper. Balls of it were tightly jammed everywhere. Before we could get in, we had to remove it all and find a place to put it. Our hands were filthy and our mood was mean. What we didn't expect was that the dust from the newsprint was everywhere, and when we got out of the car, my white wedding outfit was covered in it. Maybe they thought the prank was funny, but to this day, I'd still like to tell off the guys who did it!

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Now, it's my turn. Every five years, a few good organizers make sure our high school graduating class gets together. Each time now, the "in memoriam" list grows longer. Hard to believe we are saying goodbye to each other. When we're together, we all still feel like kids!

Saturday, August 20, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Nope. Phil and Georgia are still happily married. Even though the saga has ended, the characters are still alive in my imagination!

Saturday, September 3, 2016

Lynn's Comments: In this strip, I was able to say hello to both Charles Schulz and my friend, Beth Scott. Surprising friends by mentioning them in the paper was great fun.

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Lynn's Comments: This is another true situation. There were times when I was so engrossed in writing or drawing the strip that I was oblivious to everything else around me. My kids could talk to me, ask for things, say stuff that didn't make sense, and I'd simply nod and smile. An entire day could go by and I'd forget to eat or even get up and walk around. It was like being in a sound sleep. There were times when people would have to distract me from my work, look me in the eye, make sure I was absolutely focused on them, and then say what they wanted me to hear!

Sunday October 2, 2016

Lynn's Comments: What's fun about illustrations like this one is the obvious use of things used in the 80s. Here you see the old style telephone. With the move to BC from Ontario, I rid myself of the old landline phone and its spiral cord, and something familiar disappeared. I never thought about it being a relic until on a recent trip to New York. I stayed in an old hotel where the young concierge was struggling with a hopelessly twisted phone cord. I took the receiver from him, held the end of the cord closest to the phone, and let the receiver spin until the knots were out of it. The cord hung down perfectly. "How did you do that?!" he asked, surprised. I couldn't believe that a modern, technically savvy young man hadn't figured it out for himself. Oh, how times have changed!