Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for December 03, 2023

I thought free range kids went extinct during the second Reagan term.

Free range kids stopped at the Baby Boomers children.

Ok, at least we now know she didn’t die a few weeks ago :)

Leo does the cooking? Now, THERE’S a great husband!!

Next time, equip your kids with GPS.

Just tell him the nice man with candy dropped you off there.

WTH?

At least we lived on an Island, a small one. They couldn’t go far.

Alex is still alive after all…

So, anybody know where they are?

Grew up in rural Florida in the 50s. We were kicked out of the house after breakfast and told to be home in time for dinner. We survived.

With great power also must come great responsibility.

I grew up in the 40s. We were all free range and it was fine – although I did get lost on the way home from a new school once.

That was me some years ago , growing up on the East side of Detroit I’m sad to say ?

Kids may be free range but mom’s going to the big house.

…there’s a difference between “free-range” and “feral.”

fusilier

James 2:24

Uh-oh.

Nice to see Alex and I hope this continues next Sunday.

Funny comic.

In my time it was be home for meals and head home when the street lights came on.

Say Thank You to Officer Krupke for bringing you home — all the way from 1960s NYC.

Kids, you’re in a heap o’ trouble.

Great to see the twins again. Garry needs to assure us there are successive generations to D’berry characters.

In the summer time when I was a kid, I’d leave the house and my folks never had any idea where I was. I’d come home in the evening, if not before, after playing with friends and whatnot. Small town. Long ago. Much safer. And if I did something wrong at a friend’s house, their folks would discipline me for it. And that was fine with my folks who would most likely amplify on it when I got home.

These kids must be new to this concept. When we were kids, we had the entire town mapped in our heads including the scenic routes, shortcuts and how to move stealthily to avoid witnesses.

Mr. Trudeau…Too many disappointing Sundays…

First rule of free-range play is to establish familiarity with every route home. And have your address memorized. This came in mighty handy when my brother and cousin tried to ditch me in the woods. I went straight home while they were out for hours trying to find me and thinking they were in major trouble…

She’ll be so glad they only got the police car ride home because they were lost.

When I was four in the very early 60s, my great aunt took me walking everywhere within five miles of home.

Both parents worked.

Once she was satisfied I knew my way around, the only rule was, “Be home by sundown.”

By the time I was nine our school would take us on excursions to many places within our city of 2½ millions.

We were expected to find our own way home, nobody got lost.

Toggle’s a Kiss fan?

Gen Xer kids aren’t free to roam?

This article might explain the Virginia reference, and why they’re in a police car: >

They live in Virginia? Why?

Not anymore, they’re not!

Hiring the boys out to the rock quarry, Alex?

That’s one way to make ends meet, I guess.

Especially now that Republican legislatures are legalizing child labor.

I guess the little sister is home. She’s not mentioned as being missing.

Back then, us kids would have been picked up hundreds of times!

Not free range if the metal screen was up in the Police car.

My wandering in the 60’s was predicated on not arriving home in the back of a squad car or ambulance. A wonderful time to grow up.

They usually arrest the parents too.

Just load WAZE on their phone…

Not really that funny.

Time for the return of Zonker Harris, Supernanny(The cannabis business isn’t doing taht well lately)

I wonder if they are supposed to be in Maryland, where those kids were picked up for being free range. If they live near Great Falls, they could possibly make it across and into Montgomery County, where that happened. That said, the only police cars I could find that were that color were in Florida!