When we were growing up, my sister Tracy loved Snoopy - she had a cuddly toy who went everywhere with her, we watched the films together, she had a massive collection of the books, posters, the lot. Since she died, I have begun to collect the books myself and I understand why I'm doing it, but it's also a strip I like because it both amuses me and makes me feel nostalgic.
The Sharman side of the family in 1979, gathered at ours for a trip to Rowell Fair. Me and TJ are front row right and there's Snoopy, obviously a lot newer than I ever remember him being!
Her childhood Snoopy (who was so well loved and travelled that Mum had to sew a collar onto him to keep his head on his body) joined her on her final journey but I'm sure both of them would have been celebrating today.
edited to add:
On 21st March 2014 (Tracy's birthday), I posted one of my "Nostalgic For My Childhood" blogs about Snoopy, Charlie Brown & Charles M. Schulz. This links to that post.
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