Meet My Friend, Wallace
Meet My Friend, Wallace As far back as I can remember, I have loved comics of all kinds. My parents introduced me to comic books (Justice League, Avengers) when I got my tonsils out at age 5, and thus making superheroes my first love, but, I eventually found myself checking the Worcester Telegram and Gazette after my dad finished so I could read Snoopy, Garfield, B.C, and Wizard of Id. As I got older and my sense of humor matured, I couldn’t get enough of The Far Side or Doonesbury. But, the gold standard will always and forevermore be (drum roll please) the Sam Watterson classic, Calvin and Hobbes. Calvin and Hobbes is the apex. It is what comic strips were meant to be, in my opinion, because it was so relatable for both children and parents. His take on the over-the-top dark side of a loveable little boy and the stuffed animal/imaginary friend that acted as his conscience, was geniu...