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Monday January 7, 2019

Lynn's Comments: I think I've said before that my mother was the ultimate "home remedy queen". If any of us was under the weather, we'd run for cover knowing--if the illness didn't do us in, her potions, unguents and cures certainly would. What I find distressing now is the ever increasing and bewildering choices we have to make when trying to find any over-the-counter pain relief. It immediately makes me want to go back to the remedies my mom pulled out of her hat!

Wednesday January 9, 2019

Lynn's Comments: Once again, I received letters from folks who thought the mere suggestion of an “obscene phone call” might rattle the minds of my young readers. I now wonder how much the kids of today have already observed, experienced, and come to terms with by the time they are reading the funny pages!

Monday January 14, 2019

Lynn's Comments: This happened! When my well-meaning kids decided to make mac and cheese for dinner, they put on the macaroni without thinking to stir it. The result was a block of pasta that came out on the spoon like this. A good laugh means nothing is wasted. And, we had a dog.

Tuesday January 22, 2019

Lynn's Comments: Between my two marriages, I dated a psychiatrist. He told me that the worst time to have a serious discussion was after midnight—that after 12:00am, we go into a sort of "twilight zone" where common sense and rationale ceases to exist. "Never," he told me, "get into an argument after midnight!" Mark and I argued many times…sometimes after midnight, and he was right. We’d go round and round in the twilight zone and nobody "won." I'll carry that lesson for a lifetime!

Wednesday January 23, 2019

Lynn's Comments: If I wasn't fairly self-aware before I started the strip, I certainly became so afterwards. Writing these scenarios made me think—and from all points of view. Not only was I writing Elly's take on the subject, I was seeing it from everyone else's perspective as well.

Monday February 11, 2019

Lynn's Comments: I found that some story lines needed a break; something that would return the focus to the family—giving us a fast "glimpse" into something else. These asides were often very sweet. They made me happy and gave both the readers and myself a rest from more serious ideas.

Sunday February 17, 2019

Lynn's Comments: The TV tray was invented, of course, as soon as the television became a household necessity. Like an indoor commode, every home HAD to have one. My mother, who ruled the roost, hated the thought of us sitting in front of the TV to eat, so we missed all kinds of good shows. They all seemed to come on at 6:00. One afternoon, my dad was late coming home from work. He was always home by 5:30 but this time he was not only late, but had arrived in a delivery van straight from Sears. My brother and I watched through the window as he unloaded a thin rectangular box, waved his thanks to the driver and headed into the house. Inside the box was a set of aluminum TV trays; a wonderful sight to behold. My mother conceded her fight and (depending on the show) allowed us all to eat dinner in front of the television. This was one of the very few times my father defied her. I thank Gunsmoke and Walt Disney for that one significant victory.