Charlie Brown and the Peanuts gang celebrated their 60th anniversary this month. Shroeder was going to provide entertainment, but the arthritis in his fingers was flaring up.
I can't imagine growing up without Peanuts. They taste so good covered with chocolate.
Snoopy was really smart. He taught me that you don't have to worry about keeping a roof over your head because you can sleep quite comfortably with a roof under your head.
Without Snoopy, I never would have known it was a dark and stormy night.
Lucy made it clear we don't need to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars on health insurance because the psychiatrist only charges five cents.
From Lucy, I learned even a girl who thinks she knows everything can't help falling for a musician.
Contrary to popular belief, thanks to Lucy¸ I am only the world's second greatest fuss budget.
I don't care what anybody says, we're still in the midst of a recession. If you don't believe me, consult Charlie Brown's hairline. (Hey, if I don't blame him, Lucy will.)
If Charlie Brown had grown up to be an adult, he probably would have been a fireman so he could rescue his kite from the kite-eating tree.
I can't prove this, but I'm pretty sure Charlie Brown's teacher spoke English as a second language.
*** This is no joke. That loveable 60-year-old, 8-year-old round-headed kid reinforces that we should never lose touch with the child within us – regardless of our age. Happy Birthday, Charlie Brown!
