Cathy Classics by Cathy Guisewite for June 08, 2014
June 07, 2014
June 09, 2014
Transcript:
Mom: In my day, you got a pen for graduation and that was your pen! Cathy: Your pen? Mom: Your pen for life! No drawers of dried-up ball points! No bulk-buy cartons of replacements! Your pen was your pen! Which you kept by your phone! One phone, made to last a lifetime, which actually lasted a lifetime! No 50-page user guide... no 1-800 hotline... no one ever threw out a phone because "it wasn't worth it to get it fixed"!! Hair dryers lasted decades! Radios were built for life! Toasters... TVs... coffee pots... watches... you got one, and that was that! People felt accomplished, because when we bought something, we were all done buying it! People felt trust, because things worked as they were supposed to... and if they didn't, the nice man at the store would feel just awful, and not sleep a wink until he'd solved the problem!! Cathy: Get any of that, Dad? Dad: No. Tape jam. Dead battery. View finder fell off. Then. Now.
Hello, Mrs. Guisewite,It has been almost half a century since I was at your house.I never thought of Cathy until I saw that video of her, talking about how you were discriminate as a woman. Then, all the stuff came back up about Midland.My father had dreams for me. But I wanted my life. My friends thought I was nuts when I was happy to have a low draft number. But I wanted my life. When he fixed it with Senator Griffin for me to go to Washington DC, I volunteered for Vietnam. Yes, I feared for my life. But I wanted to live my own life.In my bedroom, I have family pictures of my loving wife and my children. Maybe, I don’t have the fame my father wanted me to have.But this is my life, not his.