Monday, July 20, 2009
Memories for sale
As I type this, I am sitting in my childhood bedroom in Fair Lawn, NJ. My mother is coughing violently in the next room as a Jamiacan woman with a barely decipherable accent tends to her many ever-changing needs. I'll be inking pages and getting drunk in the backyard all week, but not before the two most important parts of my pilgrimage to the Mother-land. Pilgrimage the first: to my father's grave; pilgrimage the second: to my favorite Jewish deli. I'll post the fully inked pages upon my return to the sunshine state. In the meantime, I thought everyone out there in blogland (both of you) might enjoy reading the text of the craigslist ad I posted to sell my childhood comic book collection. Enjoy, and pass it on to anyone who might be interested.