Match to Flame 209

Match to Flame 209

While I was pretty much still crawling through the wreckage at the bottom, the story about Lisa and her battle with cancer that ran in the newspapers was recognized as a Pulitzer finalist. Just as everything was crashing (please believe me when I say that pun was not...
Match to Flame 208

Match to Flame 208

Before Cathy could begin driving me to physical therapy appointments, a therapist came to the house twice a week to work with me. One of the assignments that she gave me to work on was to unscrew a floor-broom handle from its brush and, holding it with both hands,...
Match to Flame 207

Match to Flame 207

While on the subject of art, holding up my end of the art on the strip was something that was a much bigger concern than the writing. As I mentioned earlier, following my accident, there was no way I could make it up to my studio to ink and letter the penciled strips....
Match to Flame  206

Match to Flame 206

After my family had moved away from Akron, we would make periodic forced marches back to the city on Sundays to “go visiting.” For a twelve-year-old kid, it was unsparing boredom, but when we got to my Grandmother’s house on Brown Street, I would be set free to walk...
Match to Flame 205

Match to Flame 205

Ever since dealing with a couple of severe bouts of illness a few years earlier, along with getting both Funky and Crankshaft a year ahead, I had toyed with the idea of seeing what it would be like to have another writer briefly lend a hand with the writing of the...