A lot of my cartoons are drawn to poke and needle friends and family. When my daughter, Kris, went off to the University of Massachusetts in Boston to get her Masters Degree in creative writing, I naturally assumed they would teach her to write…. HOME! Now, don’t get me wrong. Not writing home is a long-standing tradition in the Evans Family and I probably have the longest streak of non-writing on the books. But, that’s me and has nothing to do with what other people should do.
One of the advantages of being a cartoonist and thus holding and ultimately pointing the pen, I get to decide when a line has been crossed. One day, after I had made the 50′ trek to the mailbox one more time to no avail… under the scorching heat of the Sun, (I think it must have gotten over 70 degrees in Northern Michigan that day!) I decided something had to be done to bring attention to this injustice. You would think a prestigious school like hers would at least acknowledge the problem and have one of their first Core classes be something like: “Writing Home Daily-101” or, something like that. It was time to act. The cartoon was an attempt to point out an obvious problem in their curriculum.
Several years later, the tables have turned. I have to get up to speed on this writing thing… I promise to text Kris as soon as I figure out how to turn on my cell phone and locate the right application. LOL