My Father

What can I say about a man who helped to shape four lives. Three sons and one daughter.I know that he loved us all. Never had a dought about about that .He was my hero ,a person I looked up to.I was always amazed by him .   The thing that sticks in my mind  today this fathers day is that of how he loved us all.It is said any man can be a father ,but it takes a special man to be a Daddy . And despite his faults he was just that `` daddy``. I can only wonder what it is to be a daddy .To have that joy of  knowing that you lift to this world to carry on  a son or a daughter . Daddy once asked me what I wanted  to be remeber for ? I said I would like to be rembered for  my art when I was gone .He said to me that he wanted to be know that he provided for his family.That he gave them the things that he never had as he grew up .Well Daddy, you did just that.   I think that each of us kids got some part of our father ,My oldest brother got from him independence , My second oldest brother got his stubron  side.  My sister got his  fairness.I got his artistic side ,. all of it good .Sometimes I can here his voice and know that he is with me .Even when I know that he is not .When He passed away I felt so lost .My best freind was gone .This man who  taught me that it was ok to fall .That you should never give        up .There was always the something that you contribute, weather it big or small.        As I go into my fifthy year I wonder what my Daddy would think of his little boy ? Have I been all he had hope for in a son ? I may never know .  Only the truth is in what you have gained from thoese that you have loved .So to my Daddy ,You had raised us all well.   With love and wonder you gave .Thank you .     Love  Mark .

A snail tale

Hey you all this is a older cartoon I did in 2003.

As I sit here I am being eyed up by Jack the Russel.

Jack is my furry child. Being he is a Jack Russel , this is a low in his day. If you do not know about Jack Russels ,the term hyper hound would fit  best.  Jack is a very active dog,he loves to play ball.If you do not play with him he will stock you down . Sit there and stare at you . I am amazed that he is being so calm. Mostly he woud be bouncing off the walls. As I myself am a hyper person I can feel for the little guy.  I think if I could teach him to type ,He could write this blog. But for now I`ll do the writing and let Jack play ball.

Hey out there, is anyone listening ?

So hi. This is all new to me .I `ve never been one to write, much less in a public form . My oldest brother started a blog just a little bit ago. He is the writer in our family.  I tend to suffer from lack of a writers gene. I am much better expressing myself  visually.I do cartooning as a hobby.So the bulk of  my blog will be cartoons.I think that it will be fun to see what I can come up with to post . So bare with me as this is a new  learning experience for me.