Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for June 30, 2019

Which one of those girls was adopted?

Skipping over the whip-wielding slave driver, the cannibalistic cave trolls, and the various sea monsters, those mosquitoes are absolutely terrifying. Listen to Danae, Kate. Stay far away from summer camp.

Love the “cave troll” with the foot snare

Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah….

Is the " rat " bottom left smoking a stogy ?

I would guess that in Maine the mosquito part may be true.

Geez Wiley, no bears?

The Slave driver with the whip is Nebbish’s evil twin.

They, like many brochures, seem to have forgotten the ever lovely deer flies or black flies that show up several weeks in midsummer. Even trolls are not immune to them.

Having suffered through Danae’s bright, upbeat personality for the summer, counselors will get a discount at the local stress therapy center.

I love how other people tell you what it is you will enjoy. “Hello Mudda, Hello Fadda, here I am at Camp Granada …”

Looks like summer camp for the Addams Family!

I don’t see any poison ivy.

Wonderful artwork!

I spent a month at a summer camp one weekend…

MAINE?!? How have I missed that they live in Maine. . .yeah, yeah, cap’n eddy . . .but he could live in any coastal n.e. state. . .this explains SO much about Danae. . .pardon my total oblivion. . .

And remember the lake still has ice in it.

It’s primitive as can be. (And then the weather starts getting rough.)

The question Kate, is can we go to different camps?

I only enjoy camping if it is as primitive as I can survive. Tents, open fires, sleeping bags and bug spray. Anything more civilized and I get to wanting more fancy city stuff like electric lights, a/c, and cell phones. One extreme or the other. sigh…

That fantasy panel is not too far from what my Boy Scout troop was like. The scoutmasters were still re-living their WWII days, and it really wasn’t much fun.

It appears that the only one who actually gets out of the house is Danae. Everyone else sits around and drinks coffee, reads the paper or a book. Which is fine but does anyone work or is dad on perpetual welfare. I don’t recall the strip where he made a wise investment or won the lottery. Just wondering about this for a friend.

WOW, a Maine 2 month Summer Camp in East Waterford 1944. Climbing up Mount Washington, Rangeley Lakes canoe trips, Sebago Lake ….75 years ago yesterday in memory!

They can allow or not allow cell phones, but if there’s no coverage then it doesn’t matter.

Cane Danae take Lucy to horse camp?

Anyone remember computer camp? My how times have changed.

Things are a lot nicer without the former governor in power (he hated everyone and everything.)

OTOH, the skeeters up here in the far north are bigger, faster and much, much smarter than those little things they have down in Wealthy Maine…

I always loved summer camp – except for the leeches in the lake.

Camp never brings back good memories for me…

I spent many Summers in Maine as a child. Splendid weather.

Camp Mowana. Early 70s. Mashed potato sandwiches. Best summer week of my life.

Down East. Love it or leave it, we won’t mind. Just don’t take any lobsters…

Many people live their entire lives without ever once going camping, and are poorer for it. Sleeping out under the stars is an experience that must be experienced to understand it.

The beasts below are looking forward to meet you.

Danae is just afraid she’ll have to help Kate carry the 100 Pounds of Books that she’s planning to take along.

As a kid, I only ever did “church group” camps a few times (aside from camping as a family). I like camping out. I like hiking, swimming etc. But the “summer camp experience” was incredibly unpleasant: bigger kids picking on smaller kids (guess which group I was in), terrible food (and not enough of it even so), small, hard, bunks in a room full of obnoxious kids, and not enough blankets to stay warm. That was the first one. After that, I prevailed upon my mother to become one of the counselors, and that worked better (You did not cross my mom!) Still not great, and still among my least pleasant memories.

I never wanted to go to camp. The summers I was in high school I spent swimming, horseback riding (and supervising younger siblings doing the same), then traveling to Denmark and Germany (participated in a contest which helped defray some of the expense for my parents), and when I was 17 and graduated, went to college. My sister loved camp. (Though she never described it as being like the excellent picture here, lol!)

I’d love to see more about the cat perched on the shoulder of the old fisherman. The cat is from some distant planet and they’re supposed to be biding their time before taking over earth.

Haven’t they been to camp before? I mean, isn’t that how they adopted Lucy?

Went to summer camp when I was ten but it was a Camp Fire Girls camp and I was not a CFG (none in my town) and everyone else in my ‘cabin’ were in the same CFG unit and had been going to the camp for several years together. Not a good experience — counselors didn’t ever remember that I was a ‘newbie’ and the girls weren’t interested in expanding their group. Several years later I was a camp counselor there and that was much more enjoyable. Except when the cook’s assistant shredded all the cabbage at the same time so we had Cole Slaw for every meal for a week. Note — it doesn’t go well with eggs or cereal.

So I keep the Sunday comics in the “library” & take several days to read them, just now realizing that this strip is GONE (from San Jose Mercury News).I’d hoped it was something contraversial & they declined to print it for one Sunday but this doesn’t look so bad. Not like de Adder’s https://twitter.com/Can_ada/status/1146433875893112835/photo/1

Have to hang out with you all now to get my fix, I guess.