As some of you may already know my father passed away last Saturday after a pretty brutal 3 week stretch in the hospital following a mistake in his post op treatment from his brain surgery. He was an all around great guy who loved model trains, BBQ, fishing, Christmas, and woodwork. He obviously meant a lot to my family and I, so I’m not going to go into all the gushy stuff here. I’m pretty worn out. It’s been a very long week.
Here is a comic I drew about 3 years ago for his 50th birthday. I decided to scan it and post it here, since I’m not near my regularly scheduled web comic files this week. I think it was a pretty good comic, and my dad definitely enjoyed it. I drew my Dad as Fred Flintstone with a handle bar stash because that is exactly what he looked like (He even worked at a concrete plant). He was also a lot larger than me, so I’m not sure while I drew him so small. Wishful thinking I guess. Oh well, here it is:
That last joke about the “pork chops and applesauce” was a long running inside joke between my dad and I. This is how it works: (if you want to play at home). First you need my sister to be at the table (very important) Then you just ask each other what we’re having for dinner until my sister finally flips out. Then that persons says: “Pork chops and applesauce” In a funny voice. I dunno where this came from (other than my love of driving my sister crazy) But it always worked. Actually now that I think about it, I think it might be from the Brady Bunch movie. Anyway, like all inside jokes they aren’t really funny unless your in on ’em so sorry about that. This comic was never meant to be seen by anyone but him.
Oh, and my dad worked at KFC (we’re from Kentucky) for most of my childhood so that’s colonel Sanders (who he actually met) whipping him on page 4.
So, go call your dad right now if you still have one around. Seriously. People aren’t nearly as permanent as I had imagined.
Thanks for reading.
P.S. the last panel should say “oh yeah, He’s pretty funny TOO” but the “too” didn’t scan.