Mutt & Jeff by Bud Fisher for September 19, 2012

  1. Sc00057a6901
    EstrelitaH  about 12 years ago

    Must be the 40s if paper is scarce. I remember, even up into the 50s, that community charity groups used to sponsor a yearly “paper drive” and kids would go door to door, asking people to donate their old newspapers to whatever charity the kids were representing. In those days, no one threw their old newspapers out in the weekly trash. You bundled them up and kept them in the garage so you would have newspapers to donate during the annual paper drive!

     •  Reply
  2. Missing large
    rmurphy36  about 12 years ago

    As Boy Scouts in the 50’s we had a monthly paper drive.

     •  Reply
  3. Missing large
    rmurphy36  about 12 years ago

    Although, I will bet this was during the war.

     •  Reply
  4. Missing large
    derry1  about 12 years ago

    In the 50s we made bales of book and newspapers for recycling. I don’t fully understand the last speech bubble: is there a word left out?

     •  Reply
  5. Missing large
    alleyoops Premium Member about 12 years ago

    When I was a Boy Scout in the ’50s my Troop collected newspapers to pay for our summer camping trip. We had a garage completely full. The fire inspector said if it ever caught fire it would smolder forever.

     •  Reply
  6. Airbrush 20240305192116
    Number Three  about 12 years ago

    Temper Temper, Mutt!

    LOL xxx

     •  Reply
  7. 0
    cbrsarah  about 12 years ago

    @derry1I think it’s more a word was put in but didn’t belong. I believe it should read: “I know. But at least you would be saving a lot of paper.”

     •  Reply
  8. 09 28 2003 03 23 20pm 2
    quartermain  about 12 years ago

    Who knows but what genius could be lost in the world if Mutt’s writings never see the light of day!

     •  Reply
  9. Tsali manywounds
    Tsali-Queyi  about 12 years ago

    Our elementary school used to have paper drives in the 50’s.

     •  Reply
  10. Right here
    Sherlock Watson  about 12 years ago

    One of the finest poems ever written begins with “Here I sit, broken-hearted…”

     •  Reply
Sign in to comment