Showing posts with label Children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Children. Show all posts

Monday, February 4, 2019

The Funnies - Protest (1920)

The Latest Recruit
The Judge Magazine, July 1920

Monday, August 21, 2017

The Funnies - Forgiveness (1914)


"Now, Ethel, Harold says he's sorry he broke your doll, so I want you to forgive him."
"I'd feel more like forgivin' him, Mother, if I could swat him one first."
Life Magazine, October 22, 1914

Sunday, November 6, 2016

Thanksgiving Feed - Pep (1950)

I've fallen off my schedule and just like a cook who forgot to defrost the turkey before Thanksgiving Day, I've got some time to make up! So, get ready, here's the first of a half-dozen Thanksgiving Day treats to get us in the mood for food!



Kellogg's Pep, "the sunshine cereal" was a sponsor of The Adventures of Superman radio program and the whole wheat alternative to Wheaties Cereal back in the 1920's. It's also touted as one of the first vitamin "fortified" cereals on the market. It eventually died a quiet death from the side effects of obscurity in the 1970's. Seems like I remember it showing up on shelves at the local A&P, but I would have been less than ten and memories from that age are sketchy at best.

Strange that an ad that ran in the March 6, 1950 edition of Life Magazine would come across comparing father and daughter. I'd have expected it to feature daughter serving daddy breakfast and lecturing him on the "builder-upper" powers of Pep instead of showing off her Rosie the Riveter guns. Maybe the world isn't as black-and-white as this ad. Speaking of that, you've got to love a bowl of cereal that could be mistaken for dry leaves, don't you? If 50's ads and cookbooks have taught me anything it's that you eat with your eyes first. Judging from this ad, I'd sooner touch a match to a bowl of Pep than put it in my mouth!

Monday, June 20, 2016

The Funnies - Bath Time (1917)

The Master: You look worried. What's the matter?
The Housekeeper: The nurse has just left, and there is nobody to wash the baby.
"Have the chauffeur do it. There isn't as much mechanism about a baby as there is about a car, anyway."

January 4, 1917 Life Magazine

Monday, May 23, 2016

The Funnies - The Racing Spirit (1922)


"Come on, Kitty - I'll race ye."
Life Magazine, 1922

Thursday, May 5, 2016

Happy Siblings Day

Old Lady: Oh! Shame, little girl! You shouldn't say you hate anyone.
Little Girl: I guess I got a right to hate me own brother if I want to, ain't I?
Life Magazine, January 5, 1922


Monday, September 14, 2015

The Funnies - The Peacemaker (1922)


"An' make Jimmy Brown stop tellin' lies about me or you're goin' to see th' terriblest blood-curdlin' fight ye ever saw! Amen."
Life Magazine, 1922

Monday, September 7, 2015

The Funnies - Funereal Music (1922)


"Gee! Jimmy, what is it?"
"Sh-h! The orchestra's croaked!"
Life Magazine, 1922

Monday, August 31, 2015

The Funnies - Up To Him (1922)


Mother: Bobbie, why can't you be good?
Bobbie: Well, Mother, I've asked the Lord a dozen times to make me good, an' I guess now it's up to him.
Life Magazine, 1922

Monday, August 10, 2015

The Funnies - Good Baby (1922)


"Has baby been naughty to-day?"
"No, he's been so good I almost sent for the Doctor."
Life Magazine, 1922

Monday, July 27, 2015

The Funnies - Bedtime (1922)


"Mamma! Will you make Freddie stop? He asks God to bless me, then he says things under his breath."
Life Magazine, 1922

Monday, July 13, 2015

The Funnies - Haircut Envy (1922)


Little Johnny: Can't I have my hair cut with a hole in the top like Dr. Story?
Life Magazine, 1922

Monday, March 23, 2015

The Funnies - Prodigal Son (1915)

The Prodigal Son Returns
(with his wife and five children)
Life Magazine, November 11, 1915

Another comic strip serving double-duty! Not being a member of the vaunted millennial brat-pack, I don't pretend to understand the complexities of entering adulthood in a world wracked with near-constant war, wage stagnation, and a congress that comes to heel whenever a multi-billionaire clears his throat. I've heard complaints that the youth of today expect everything to be give to them and I've heard they are creative geniuses less concerned with making money and more into self-fulfillment. Whatever the case, I can say every generation has seen the one that follows as lacking. As an illustration, take this hundred-year-old comic from the pages of Life Magazine.

Look familiar? The adult child coming home to live in mommy and daddy's basement, along with his wife and kids. Not only are there no new stories to be written, there are no new narratives. We are a species which repeats itself infinitely, each time thinking no other member of the race has been so clear-minded, creative, and enlightened. Ah, to be human!

Tuesday, November 26, 2013