Back to Hootin’ Holler!

I refer you to this post from late last year, about one of my very favorite comic strips.

Snuffy Smith, by John Rose, is the definition of a perfect strip in the classic tradition. It presents a humorous, self-contained world, both real and unreal, with its own internal logic.

No Love for Pratts?

To our mutual amusement, John and I have chatted about how he settled on “Pratt” for that sequence in the strip.

The answer? John explained it was a perfectly innocent selection. He simply needed a name and that was the one he happened to pick.

He even put the well-worn Hootin’ Holler welcome mat in writing. Whew, that’s a relief!

Colleen to the Rescue!

Did Colleen find the missing Mitch McConnell?

No, it’s Super-Turtle, worn out from helping to replenish America’s nearly depleted stock of long-range missiles.

I’m getting packed for the annual NCS meeting and awards dinner in Columbus. I’ll post when/if I can from there.

I have a gift for Colleen that I know she will appreciate. Joe Sinnott’s illustrated life of Pope John XXIII, a work that he was rightly very proud of.