Butterfly

Calvin and Hobbes was right on the cusp of "before my time." I only have vague memories of seeing it in the paper. Luckily, my great-grandfather had stocked up on the books. He eventually got me the Tenth Anniversary Collection, full of notes and essays which crystallized my love of comics as a medium.

I last saw him in January, at an assisted living facility, doing as well as could be expected for a man in his nineties. He died there this afternoon.

This one's for you, Beeb.


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