"At fifteen, I couldn't stand the dysfunction anymore. I became a bit of a free spirit, with an uneasy restlessness. I moved from town to town, as a wandering minstrel. I tried to get into several Eastern colleges, Tate, McKinley, Taft... none would accept me. In a fit of desperation, I applied to Local University in Santa Royale, California. They accepted me, and so did Wilbur, allowing me to live in his apartment when I showed up on his doorstep refusing to take one of those untrustworthy DNA test."Today's Full Strip
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Dear Wendy,
I doubt if you've ever heard this one before so here goes. A young man, I'll call him Kurt, showed up on my family's doorstep claiming to be my dad's illegitimate son. Surprisingly, the first thing they did was GO FISHING! No skepticism regarding Kurt's claim, nothing but FISHING! Well, guess what? They bonded!!!! Dad even said it didn't even matter if Kurt were his son or not:( I couldn't believe it. Dad did suggest a paternity test but Kurt didn't want to because he said they were unreliable. Well, naturally I was suspicious and (I hate to admit this) called dad's wealthy deceased rival(I'll call him Marty)'s family. I pretended to be a college student doing family research and, can you believe it, Marty's old drunk of a sister bought it. She spilled her guts :) and actually told me that MARTY!!!! was Kurt's father and that when Kurt showed up on their doorstep he was rejected! REJECTED by his own blood relatives. Well needless to say, that got me thinking about poor Kurt and how that must have felt. Now I've got to tell Dad that Kurt is not really his son. And I just know that is going to break Dad's heart. I did mention the fishing and the bonding didn't I? Well, my question is this. Kurt is kinda hot and I'd really like to date him? I mean, now that I know he's not really my brother. Do you think that would be wrong? I look forward to your response.
Loving Life in Santa Royale
Anon, I love it! that is so good.
How often has this happened to any of us? You're standing at the bus stop, or in line at the grocery store, and some guy says, "Did you grow up with a father? Gee, you sure were lucky." Most of us, I think, would murmur something polite and get the heck away from him. Some of us, I guess, would sympathetically invite him home to share our father with him.
Dawn got taller today but Kurt and Wilbur got smaller (Wilber and his computer are practically miniatures). The Weston condo is reminding me of the Winchester House in San Jose, CA.
Maybe Dawn's mom was a local at another school Wilbur attended. lol
I see Wilbur has not learned his lesson yet...he's still glued to that darn computer! Will he never learn?
Kurt: "You're lucky."
Dawn: "Not really. Some had more."
Kurt: "Well, at least you're luckier than me."
Dawn pauses briefly to reflect compassionately and discreetly on Kurt's circumstances... and replies:
"You'll notice my spirit of perseverance; it's because I had a father who loved me while I was still growing up." Neener-neener!
When did this story start? It feels like the longest story in Mary Worth history, with only the drunken ravings of Helen Clark to liven things up.
"Some had more, some had less..." This is too confusing. We need a universal Ratings Scale of Parental Involovement. It could be from say, one to five.
Then, such as with the example Imogene gave, we can cut to the chase with strangers we meet. We can say, "My mom was a five, my dad was a two". And the other guy can say "My mom and dad were both threes." (It can be like Paper, Rock, Scissors competition).
People could have t-shirts printed up with their parental ratings. Could be a great conversation starter at parties, etc. Just trying to be helpful.
I think the little portraits of Wilbur in a sweater, Wilbur in a suit, Wilbur and Dawn together that have appears throughout this story line are just adorable. Where can I get some?
--wheelhead
Wow, Vicki! That's a great idea!
(But how did you know that, in fact, my mother WAS a five and my dad was a two?)
@Imogene--haha, just lucky, I guess!
A wheelhead--Wilbur is such a ROCK STAR! Cafe Press needs to have products with Wilbur for sale!! "Collect the Whole Set!"
Kurt seems to have grown a bit of chest hair, during his stay with the Westons. He has seemed to age quite a bit. How long has he ben trapped there?
Love the cheapo ceiling tiles in whatever room Dawn and Kurt are wandering through. House Depot must have had a sale!
I'd like to see Mary come crashng through the tiles, webcam in hand.
Mary? Mary who?
Dawn continues: "You'll notice my spirit of perseverance AND optimism; I had a father, I call him 'Dad', who loved me while I was still growing up."
"Yep, people who don't have loving fathers could learn from people like us. I hear that fatherless children have a tendency to be restless and uneasy. Not me. I'm persevering and optimistic."
The day is well under way, and these folks are STILL lounging around in their jammies? They're not even brother and sister. As my own dear dad would have said "you kids need to go get some clothes on".
And Mary would agree-- sure as the world, you know SHE'S up and rinkside by now, sipping her rum-spiked hot chocolate & watching Lynn Griffin fall on her butt a million times as she practices for the BIG competition! Things are quite heated up there in Vancouver, including Frank's temper!
Vicki, you're right, and there hasn't been a meal in sight for some time now! if Mary were involved in this story, they'd have had several meals by this time.
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