CSotD: Juxtaposition of the Holiday
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(Norm 4.0)
(My Dad)
I particularly liked this Norm, because my interest in cartooning came from my dad, who was not a professional cartoonist but did the family card each year. This is one of my favorites and, yes, I was the youngest of three at that stage.
The cast became larger over the years. This card marked our move up to the Adirondacks and even brings back memories as odd as my little brother wearing a Davy Crockett hat as he hurtles down the slopes. The tails to those original hats were attached with snaps and by then had been lost but the hats themselves were quite well made and served us through several winters well after the fad had passed.
Yeah, okay it ain't a madeleine. I wasn't gonna write that much about it, either.
Just wanted to wish a Merry Christmas to all my readers, and in particular to my cartooning friends, with thanks for letting me use your stuff every day and the message that, for me, you all stand in for the original.
Please do your best to maintain the dignity and decorum he brought to things.
As for our normal programming, here are some places you can go and things you can read, while the rest of us are eating figgy pudding or cramming holly shafts through the hearts of misers or tying bells to bobtails or some such:
Start with a year wrap of Kal Kallaugher's work at the Economist.
Then stick a Strawberry Pop-Tart in the toaster and go enjoy Dave Barry's
annual review, as illustrated by Jack Ohman
I thought about fetching some Christmas comic strips from the past,
but this fellow's done the heavy lifting, so I'll send you there
and do another set another time.
And, if that's not enough to keep you out of trouble until tomorrow,
here's the latest issue of the National Cartoonist.
Now here's your moment of yuletide zen
(Christmas 1967. I was home from college and took this as a bit of a cultural tipping point.)
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