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...most Britons found the Americans to be warmhearted and valiant Allies. Thousands of English families opened their homes to American servicemen, who responded with equal generosity. Glen Brimblecombe of Ilsington in Devon recalls that as a child "I wanted a bicycle for Christmas. Very selfish, I know now, for Mum could not afford it. Mac, an American sailor from Stover Camp, whom I can still remember, appeared on Christmas morning with a brand-new Elswick bicycle...
...being a syndicated cartoonist thrown into the dungeon for missed deadlines, where he is hung on the wall in chains next to a bearded prisoner. The bearded prisoner jokes that he has been in the cellar for nine months, whereupon Milo says "nine months? Wait a minute. Gary Trudeau?...Mum's the word." Nor does Breathed hold back from poking fun at himself. In one of the funniest cartoons in the book, the bewildered young Yaz Fistachio complains that there is no weirder name in the world than her own. Opus, the lethargic penguin, counters "what about Berkeley Breathed...
...native offers a series of diverse impressions of Canada's past imperfect and present tense. He lunches with Pierre Trudeau, and remembers an earlier Prime Minister, the gnomic William Lyon Mackenzie King, who "nightly for 22 years sat by his crystal ball, beneath an illuminated portrait of his mum, and rapped with her spirit, seeking guidance on how much to tax, when to call an election and where to send the troops." He ventures toward the Arctic Circle, to Yellowknife, capital of the Northwest Territories, where the big golf tournament starts at midnight and the rule book states...
...Germany. Since 1965, the happy task of bringing a bit o' the green to the boys of the brigade has gone to Elizabeth, the Queen Mother. This year was no exception. To the stirring strains of the regimental band's bag pipes, fifes and drums, the Queen Mum presented her troops with fresh sprigs of three-leaf clover, which they stuck into the braiding of their caps. Then the commanding officer cried, "Three cheers for the Queen Mother!" whereupon there was a rousing "Hip, hip, hooray!" As the band struck up the chords of the St. Patrick...
...When you're a little kid, getting something for free seconds like a near idea, but my mum said it sounded ridiculous," said Winthrop House resident Stephen P. Lundblad '86, adding that they intend to collect the wrappers...