Anyone know where the original (if it still exists) is of John McCutcheon’s “Injun Summer” cartoon?
Does it still appear in the Tribune every year?
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I don’t know about the original drawing, but according to this article it last appeared in the Tribune on October 25, 1992. I remember it appearing on the cover of the Tribune magazine every fall when I was a kid, and regretted its disappearance.
"The “Injun Summer” era ended on Oct. 25, 1992, when it appeared for the last time. The drawings may be timeless, but the text had outlived its day. Complaints had been voiced for several years about its offensiveness to Native Americans. Wisps of smoke have continued to rise from those smoldering leaves, however. Every fall, some readers complain that they miss it. "
Once again political correctness deprives us of something good. Surely this timeless classic can be viewd in the context if its time without disparaging Native Americans and/or the EPA.
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Up until September 1952 my new bride and I visited it at the Chicago Historical Society Museum. where it hung all through age 7 - 12. We were on our honeymoon.
I hope to obtain a large print version of the cartoon’s story to display along with the “Suitable for framing” poster in our retirement home (Foundation House at Northgate) in Seattle hung today.
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Yeah. IIRC, Jean Shepherd’s father was an illustrator for the Trib but got sick of being stuck in that asshole’s shadow (if we learned anything about the Old Man over the years it’s that’s how he probably described him) so he went to Borden to draw Elsie and Elmer ads.
I always detested that combination of treacly sentimentality and thoughtless racism, and I don’t miss it one bit.
Another bit of Tribune mawkishness that is blissfully gone is Bob Greene’s annual “pebbles in a jar” ode to summer. When Greene was fired, my first thought was “Thank God! Now we’ll be spared that sappy ‘pebbles in a jar’ column!”