In 1950 I was 12 years old on a snowy day in Rochester NY thumbing through the 1925-1950 book of New Yorker cartoons. I still remember so many of them Adams “The Children are home from camp”. Thurber “did you hear a seal bark” not sure of cartoonist name but big pool with several frantic men in three piece suits tugging at their jackets and the caption “The day a bar of ivory soap sank at Proctor and Gamble”. I think it was Proctor and Gamble. But I recall the realization that the cartoons were a decade by decade history lesson. Have followed them through the years always keeping that in mind. You are an important part of that tradition. Mahalo. (Living in Hawaii now, left the snow a long time ago but never the New Yorker)
Born in the mid depression, I grew up smarter I believe by taking in the New Yorker cartoons every week. My mother was particularly happy with the magazine having been founded on her birth date, not day. Cartoonists are highly underrated I think - you are ink poets!
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In 1950 I was 12 years old on a snowy day in Rochester NY thumbing through the 1925-1950 book of New Yorker cartoons. I still remember so many of them Adams “The Children are home from camp”. Thurber “did you hear a seal bark” not sure of cartoonist name but big pool with several frantic men in three piece suits tugging at their jackets and the caption “The day a bar of ivory soap sank at Proctor and Gamble”. I think it was Proctor and Gamble. But I recall the realization that the cartoons were a decade by decade history lesson. Have followed them through the years always keeping that in mind. You are an important part of that tradition. Mahalo. (Living in Hawaii now, left the snow a long time ago but never the New Yorker)
Happy 🎂 to you and your fellow contributors of good taste.
Born in the mid depression, I grew up smarter I believe by taking in the New Yorker cartoons every week. My mother was particularly happy with the magazine having been founded on her birth date, not day. Cartoonists are highly underrated I think - you are ink poets!
Thank you, Robin!
Happy Purrday and many many many more. Wonderful insight into a class act magazine.
Robin Birdfeather's comment about cartoonists being "ink pets" is a perfect metaphor!