Graphic Novel Review: My Friend Dahmer by John “Derf” Backderf

Background On Halloween night, 1988, after the last trick-or-treater knocked on our door and I felt at ease to eat the leftover Kit Kats, Sixlets, and Laffy Taffy I flipped through the eight channels of our non-cable television.  I happened across a live broadcast from London and Los Angeles called “The Secret Identity of Jack…

Of Bovines and Christmas Trees

One of the few benefits of moving is that I’m forced to look in boxes I haven’t opened since the last time I moved.  If we haven’t opened the box in a year we usually throw it away, but pictures and family mementos usually pass the “keep” test no matter how many times we move.  While going…