Why do most of my deadlines seem to be "tomorrow morning". I said "No, thank you very much!" I wasn't going to get home till 10:30p.m., was already beat from working at the garage all day with Pat, and was getting up early for an appointment. Plus, the paper takes a notoriously long time to pay for design work.
However, as I began to consider the looming holidays, reason prevailed and I decided I could probably use the extra money. (75 big ones! everything's relative.) So, I turned on re-runs of the Andy Griffith Show and stayed up till 3 a.m. finishing an illo for this story about two sisters whose father brings home a couple of vagrants for thanksgiving back in 1961.
This is what he sent me, based on the author's approval. |
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