I was outside today for a tiny bit in the (rare) Lake County sunshine. Actually I was just walking from my car to the diner where I had breakfast. And on that short 30 second stroll believe it or not, I kicked a stone to and fro between my car and the building.
What's that got to do with comics you might wonder? Well, no sooner did I start kicking the stone than I flashed back to being nine or ten, walking to the drugstore by myself, kicking stones back then too, all the way there and back, allowance clutched tightly in my fist, on the way to purchase that weeks batch of comics. Back then the weekly trek and the experience always brought a smile to my face.
I smiled today also.