One Saturday I saw my brother clipping something from the paper, and I saw it was a Peanuts comic strip. I looked closer at the comics page after that, and liked what I saw. I hadn't realized before what a lot of talent was being delivered every day right to our door. I started clipping strips that I liked, and I liked most of them. Peanuts was my favorite to start with. But later Pogo was an obsession to clip and organize. The Sunday Prince Valiant was a treasure and I was also stuck on Steve Canyon. I clipped them all.
For years I saved them all, plus more. I had boxes and boxes of em. And then oh, about 20 years later, I thought this is crazy, I can't keep saving all these, and I tossed most of them out. But I kept a sampling of many, and most of the Pogos. I was still obsessed with Pogo—the strips, the books, the comic books—anything I could find with Walt Kelly art. And I still had some very cool Walt Kelly comic books that I had saved from the flood.
But, clipping the comic strips was such a relaxing hobby while it lasted. Wasted time, perhaps, but no more so than shootin' pool or building model cars or most other pastimes. Like I say, I still have a nice sampling of what I used to have (other than the Peanuts strips—why did I decide that every last one of those could go? Sometimes I wonder who the heck I am).