Crankshaft by Tom Batiuk and Dan Davis for July 15, 2024

Considering that Lillian deliberately went out of her way to sabotage their relationship and prevented them from getting married, one would think that she wouldn’t do this.

Oh Lawdy, it’s another of his “GIMME PULITZER!!” arcs again.

Canoeing can lead to Canoodling

Wait a minute… Didn’t she sabotage their relationship, preventing them from getting married? Like, didn’t she steal some kind of important love letter from Eugene to Lucy?

Eh now what on earth be this sepia tone vintage movie?

Wow, just wow. Retcon much?

Batty’s still trying to unload some of those overpriced, old volumes, gathering dust in his garage.

This is fun – we get Lillian saying “ah yes, remember the young couple whose lives I utterly destroyed out of petty jealousy” mixed with “please, for the love of god, buy my collections of comic strips about the sister whose life was destroyed by Lillian and also died of Alzheimers!”

We called it watching the submarine races.

Memories…….

Since I live only a few miles from Batiuk, I can share some insight here: Summit Beach was a real beach and amusement park which peaked in the 1920s. It was a happening place – Ballroom, swimming pool, amusement park, beach… You can Google: Summit Beach Park for all kinds of history. Bonus points: look up the story about when the roller coaster derailed resulting in many deaths and injuries. I believe the park closed in 1958.

Lillian’s doucheyness continues to escalate at a prodigious clip.

Memories are made of this???

old timers week ? i hope they show the rollercoaster

Ah, memories……

You tell me billy – you sure seem to be living in it! LOL…

Is it Batiuk or am I going batty? Did anybody go to his web page and find “Roses in December?” Not I.

Rose sat in the bedroom of her home that morning, the soft light of dawn filtering through lace curtains, casting a gentle glow on the framed photo in her hand. It was of her and Tom, taken on one of those golden summer days at Summit Beach Park. She could almost hear the distant laughter of children and the rhythmic crash of waves as she stared at the image.

They were young then, barely out of their teens, full of dreams and the intoxicating promise of forever. The boardwalk stretched out before them like a path to eternity, where they would walk hand in hand, the rough wood warm beneath their bare feet. The ocean, a vast, endless expanse, mirrored their love—boundless and uncharted.

Rose remembered the way Tom would look at her, his eyes sparkling with mischief and affection, his hand gripping hers as if he would never let go. They would sit on the edge of the boardwalk, feet dangling above the frothy surf, whispering secrets and sharing dreams that seemed as infinite as the sea before them.

Sixty years had passed since those sun-drenched days, yet the memories remained vivid, etched in her heart like the lines on her weathered hands. The future now seemed as distant as the horizon she and Tom had once gazed upon. But in that quiet morning light, with the photo clutched to her chest, Rose felt the warmth of those long-ago summers, a bittersweet reminder that true love, once kindled, never truly fades.

Remember that? When you sabotaged her relationship so she’d stay a spinster? And then she died alone in a home? Ah, memories!

Nationwide search for color thief….

Silly me, Lillian. Here and I thought it would remind you of how you jealously hid a love letter Eugene wrote to your sister Lucy and thus prevented them from being together, with said action eventually driving poor Lucy down a life of despair and regret with you, the “ever-devoted” sibling, her only emotional “support.” But no, you think about the beach instead, you cold-hearted harpy. And you keep pushing that Crankshaft merch, Batiuk. After all, your chances to do so on “the comics pages” may be winding down if the rumors are true.

Nothing like a trip down Memory Lane.

That’s what I was thinking… with parents in their 90s I’ve been doing a lot of that too.

Wow! This is an oldie from the 1980’s. This is the one about two spinster sisters. One found a fella and the older sister wouldn’t let the romance blossom in fear of losing her hold over her little sister.