Calvin brings me back to 4th grade (the mid 70’s) when everything was an adventure. I wonder if my imagination was as good as Calvin’s. And I hope my son’s imagination is even better, though I worry that kids today have their imaginations stifled by lack of personal freedom and unsupervised outside adventures. I love seeing Calvin every morning. Thanks Bill Watterson.
Try again Hobbes, but this time with a poncho and a side arm.