I know exactly how Mary Worth feels.
When I was a kid, I believed that Charles Schulz was was following me around, documenting my life. Frequently, I would open the funny pages to read Peanuts, and something would happen to Charlie Brown that had actually happened to me the previous day. I was terrible at baseball, but loved the game. I had a huge crush on a little red haired girl, but I couldn't speak to her. I never got Valentine's Day cards, and I was invited to parties only by mistake.
But as I grew older, I started to realize that it only felt that way. That actually, I wasn't Charlie Brown and that getting over my feelings of inadequacy and low self-esteem was part of growing up. Charles Schulz couldn't possibly be following me around.
After Mrs. Wanders -- whose first name is Michelle -- and I got engaged, I took an internship in Washington D.C., and she remained in school in Cincinnati. We didn't have enough money to do much traveling back and forth, and in those days, you paid by the minute for long distance calls. So we wrote letters (I still have a box full of those letters).
I missed Michelle terribly. So imagine my surprise when I opened up the comics in the Washington Post and saw this!
Charles Schulz freaked me out again!
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