We recently cleaned out my grandmother's storage unit and found oooldes of funnies, such as this. On May 31, 1970, my Uncle Sam turned 9 years old. The next day, he ran away from home leaving behind this precious note:
Apparently turning 9 years old was just too much!!! Ha! Don't fret: he returned home safe and sound without FBI or police involvement. And my grandparents really are the nicest people ever. Today is my Uncle Sam's 50th birthday --- I am wishing him the BEST birthday!!! And please don't runaway tomorrow!!! We want to celebrate YOU all week!!! Chin chin to priceless family funnies. Xoxo-BLC