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This one hits so differently as an adult (basically all the ones with the parents really)
I was Calvin as a kid. I’m Calvin’s Dad as an adult.
I don’t know how I feel about that.
Goes to show what a thoughtful great artist Bill Watterson is.
Even when I was a child, I always thought that the place they live looks fantastic. Nice woods next to the house, chill neighborhood, the kid can roam free to play around. As a child I never understood why Calvin was so annoyed by everything while living such a dream
I usually assumed the “larger than life” giant hills and huge woods were part of the way Calvin looked at the world, rather than the way his parents saw it. After all, he saw his dad as working in a high-rise office, which would be out of place this close to a home like this
Just the same, it was clearly a great place for an imaginative outdoorsy kid to live.
I grew up in the wooded countryside. My backyard looked just like Calvin’s backyard, so I related to Calvin’s childhood a ton.
I just wished I also lived in a neighborhood where I could walk down a sidewalk and have friends to visit, as Calvin visits/runs into Susie all the time. I had to beg my parents to drive me into town if I wanted to hang with friends.
