Douglas Rodger saluted American workers with this Labor Day cartoon in the San Francisco News a century ago, but, in Chicago, my grandmother was involved in a different sort of labor, and I am rising to a point of personal privilege today. In those days, fathers were banished to the waiting room, and so in […]
Constant Readers know how much I hate March 17, but that means I got a kick out of John Cole’s contribution to the day, because it’s entirely silly start to finish. Darby O’Gill and the Little People is not, by far, the worst Irish-American film ever shot, but it does play on sentimental archetypes and […]
The first Daylight Saving Time changeover was March 30, 1918, back when photographic set pieces like this, featuring small children in hastily-made costumes, were a fading but still present part of newspaper graphics. One complication was that the next day was Easter, but the good people of Harrisburg, PA, didn’t have to worry about […]
Looks like Dennis and I were on the same page, featuring Comics of Christmas Past, but, as usual, I’ll be more long-winded. Let’s turn the calendar back to 1925, which isn’t a round number but was astonishingly better than 1920. I don’t know what happened in those intervening five years, but newspapers suddenly exploded with […]
A century ago, July 4 fell on a Sunday, which provides some long-form comics. Oddly enough, it provides only a limited amount of holiday hoopla, and I didn’t find a lot of Independence Day graphics to brighten up the place. Instead, Page Ones were covering the Democratic Convention, which, as this Boston Globe Extra explains, […]
The Barn pretty well summarizes the day. As an excuse to get blind drunk, it’s not bad. As a holiday saluting a nation, well, it’s only one day out of 365 and tomorrow all those fools will be at work hungover. That should be punishment enough, but feel free to cheerfully ask them if they’ve […]
One of these women is turning 94 today and the other is my great-granddaughter and thus her great-great-grandaughter. So, in honor of the occasion, here are some cartoons my grandfather might have read in the newspaper when he wasn’t pacing the floor on September 1, 1924, which is what expectant fathers did in those days. […]