Small Irish Town Says Goodbye To Its Cartoonist

Something about this post with the picture of the late cartoonist Terry Willers as the grand marshal of a local parade put me in an swooningly nostalgic mood. And not one to my credit, either. I love the fact that we have these great towns where there are tons and tons of cartoonists -- the Portlands, the White River Junctions, places like Minneapolis. But I also wonder after those areas where you used to have that one guy, the guy or lady who is the cartoonist for that whole region. I grew up in a town like that with a cartoonist that happened to become super-successful right in front of our eyes (and another very good one was close by for a time). Even the cartoonists that currently live in an Oak Park, Illinois or a Taylor, Arizona don't seem to live in those places in quite the same way that people used to settle into where they made their home. Obviously, I can't quite put my finger on what sort of ridiculous notion or feeling I'm chasing here, but it sort of reminds me of watching this video a while back. I don't want to go back, not in any way, but I wonder after the value of something potentially lost, like a species I've never heard of now blinking into extinction.
 
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