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Guy from southern Indiana Free

Born in '54 near the bucolic, pastoral town of Hitchcock, (also known as "Oxonia") in southern Indiana, in earshot of the celebrated Monon railroad ("The Hoosier Line"). Admiring my perpetually drunk, brawling, leg-breakin' WWII Battle of the Bulge veteran uncle, I grew up as a hell raisin', fist fightin', hard drinkin', drag racin', jail-bound ne'er-do-well teenager. But I soon learned the err of my ways, before any major tragedy occurred, fortunately. Today, I am widowed, repentant, reclusive and retired, just barely living off of Social Security, near the idyllic, sylvan town of Furnessville in northwest Indiana, within earshot of the historic South Shore railway. My final goal now is to try to outlive and take care of the stray cat and her three kittens that my beloved late wife and I rescued back in '19. They are the last of the many dogs and cats that we rescued over the years. Lots of jobs, many lessons learned, far too many regrets, but even more stories.

Comics I Follow

Clay Jones

Clay Jones
Andertoons

Andertoons

By Mark Anderson
The Argyle Sweater

The Argyle Sweater

By Scott Hilburn
Pearls Before Swine

Pearls Before Swine

By Stephan Pastis
Pluggers

Pluggers

By Rick McKee
Calvin and Hobbes

Calvin and Hobbes

By Bill Watterson
Monty

Monty

By Jim Meddick
Ziggy

Ziggy

By Tom Wilson & Tom II
FoxTrot

FoxTrot

By Bill Amend
Ripley's Believe It or Not

Ripley's Believe It or Not

By Ripley’s Believe It or Not!
Peanuts

Peanuts

By Charles Schulz
Peanuts Begins

Peanuts Begins

By Charles Schulz
Basic Instructions

Basic Instructions

By Scott Meyer
Drabble

Drabble

By Kevin Fagan
The Dinette Set

The Dinette Set

By Julie Larson

Recent Comments

  1. about 21 hours ago on Pearls Before Swine

    Yes, you’re right. The battle between achievement and laziness is a continuous battle, not a one-time thing.

  2. 2 days ago on Clay Jones

    The Trumpites complain about the economy, but they happily pay $500 for gold sneakers and $60 for modified Bibles. They whine about the moral decay and lack of family values, yet they support someone who paid for a professional woman while his wife was pregnant. They moan about crime, yet they support someone who gets indicted time and time again for fraud. The Trumpites don’t really care about those things. The Trumpites just want to take America back to the 1950s, when women and blacks knew their place, and gays stayed hidden.

  3. 2 days ago on Clay Jones

    They did a brain scan of the GOP and didn’t find anything? Nothing at all? That’s not surprising.

  4. 2 days ago on Clay Jones

    It’s hard to take seriously the Republicans when they claim that they’re the “party of family values” when their defacto leader had relations with a “professional woman” while his own wife was pregnant.

  5. 3 days ago on Ripley's Believe It or Not

    Santa Claus, Indiana was a couple of counties away from me when I was a kid. Almost all of the streets in that town are related, more or less, to Christmas. For example, “Candy Cane Lane”, “Mistletoe Drive”, “Tinsel Circle”, "Madonna Drive ", “Elf Lane”, “Jingle Bell Lane”, and on and on and on.

  6. 3 days ago on Monty

    Master Sedgwick is referring to seeing an episode of the science show, “Nova”. I think it was on PBS.

  7. 3 days ago on Mutt & Jeff

    I knew a guy who was in his 30s, still living at home with his parents. This was back in the 80s, when such things were ridiculed. He told me that he told dates that his parents fell on hard times, and that he was letting them stay in his house.

  8. 3 days ago on Clay Jones

    The idea that “correlation implies causation” is an example of a questionable-cause logical fallacy, in which two events occurring together are taken to have established a cause-and-effect relationship.

  9. 4 days ago on Garfield

    Very, very few animals in the wild die of old age. Yet people still romanticize the life of wild animals. Most of their waking hours is spent looking for food and fearing that they’ll be food.

  10. 4 days ago on Pearls Before Swine

    I carefully followed all of Facebook’s instructions for having my wife’s Facebook account deleted after she died, which included sending them her death certificate. That was almost three years ago. They never did delete it.