Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for June 09, 2016

Whatever happened to the wind whispering ‘Mariah’?

Soundtrack appears to have changed.

see, those are all softly ending names, with an “ah” sound it’s hard for the wind to do “ay”

That wind gets around.

No, no; it’s I Get Around, right?

It could be worse. The wind could be saying “Ethel.”

Who besides me thought of Valerie Harper?

At least it didn’t scream “Mary.” (Sorry, Jimi)

Wind whispers “Bev” to me. She died.

If they call the wind Mariah, and the wind cries Mary, how come every little breeze seems to whisper Louise?

They never had anything in common. She believed he was some Kouriac road warrior. He played up his road trip with Mark instead of being truthful with her.

Every little breeze seems to whisper “Louise”…

Eleven years ago this week, Zonker enrolls in Trump University:

So much for the romantic metaphor, Mike.

It’s an ill wind, that blows whisperingly, a future ex’s name….

My “wind” whispers “Larry”. It can blow all it wants, but Larry died 9 years ago.

They call me the breeze.

And the wind whispers “You better shop around.”

Trump University. Didn’t he consider Uncle Duke U?

I thought every little breeze seems to whisper “Louise”…

In the wind I hear her namebut the sound is not the sameshe left me long agonot in body but you knowher dreams had taken flightshe left like an unbound kiteher art is where she liveslittle thought to me she givesand I don’t like to sharefor her passion I don’t careif it’s not all about MEthen I shall let her beIt’s sad she doesn’t carenot sure she’s even awareshe left me long agoso sadly long agoso very long ago

Mary