My
brother Corey has many talents. One he
started early on was with drawing comics.
He would entertain himself for hours on end drawing his comics and then
reading them.
One year he received a giant drawing
pad and a green ballpoint pen for Christmas.
He had filled the pad in less than two days. By day three, the pen was out of ink.
One of his comic series I think was
similar to “Spy Vs. Spy” - which eventually turned into a game between him and
my brother Patrick, though it did not last long.
Patrick read one of Corey’s comic
strips and imitated his style as he added to it and killed off the characters
in different ways and Corey would always resurrect them. Some of the deaths were challenging to
overcome, but I think it was fun for both of them for a while.
The funniest comic that I remember
happened after my dad had had a series of strokes. I don’t even know where we were – perhaps on
our way to the airport to see Corey off or maybe when we had stopped off for
lunch on our way to the MTC.
I don’t know what made Corey feel the
need to draw during that time, but he had drawn a caped superhero on a napkin
with the caption: “Go ahead. Blow your
nose in me. I can handle it. I’m napkin man” and then gave his drawing to
my dad who obviously needed a napkin.
I don’t remember if my dad laughed
about it or not. I think so. I laughed.
I thought it was funny. I still smile
when I think about this unique memory.
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