Friday, November 1, 2013

Calvin and Hobbes

As we were cleaning out the house this past weekend I came across a box in the top of my closet. It was not labeled and as I shook it, it emitted a deep, rough rustling sound. The photo above are the books that were inside. Unlike most of the texts from my childhood that have already made it onto the bookshelf, this collection somehow remained isolated. Maybe it is because these were some of my favorite books growing up and I had a deeper fondness for them than some of the other volumes I held onto. There are certain strips in these that I remember clearly reading for the first time like people remember where they were during the JFK Assassination or 9/11 took place. Not that reading Calvin and Hobbes is in any way on that level but the point is that something about Watterson's art, whit and wisdom really stuck with me. Since so many other things I hold sacred in addition to the Sunday comics are disappearing or have lost all of their charm and luster, it was important to me to hold a little of the magic back to share with the girls. I am waiting a few more years until they will appreciate them and I look forward to seeing them read them for the first time.


  1. Wait until I show Josh! . . . Something about thou shalt not covet? He will LOVE it!