It’s been almost a decade since terrorists flew planes into the World Trade Center’s Twin Towers, taking the lives of nearly 3,000 people.  Countless more were added to that number suffering from the after-effects; from early stages of cancer effecting first responders to those dealing with the toxic clean-up afterward.

The emotional tragedies from PTSD cannot be overlooked, neither can the suicides connected in many ways to that day.

I did cartoons for the window cleaning industry and I was at my drawing table when it happened.  As the second tower fell, so did my heart.  It would be almost 7 years before I would pick up that pencil once again.  So, every year, I take time to remember that tragedy and I place my pencil down to do that!

Did you play “Red Rover, Red Rover” as a child?  I know I did!  If you are not sure what this game is then this cartoon will make no sense to you.  Let me explain the rule of the game… Umm, no, let me summarize it instead.  Two groups of children on opposing sides form a wall linking their hands.  Then one calls someone on the other side to run through the wall yelling… RED ROVER…RED ROVER… send (name) right over! If they can’t break the link, then they become part of the opposing wall.

Well back in late January, I got an e-mail from one of my readers asking if I can “create a cartoon that says “Bipolar, Bipolar..let Sanity come over.” I got that from the child’s game. “Red Rover, Red Rover…let Susie come over.“  I told this reader (who asked to be anonymous) that I will try… I was not sure how to convey this reader’s concept, so I mixed it up and ADDED my own twist including a huge ProZac Pill. 

Originally posted August 25, 2008, this cartoon was considered a bit harsh, but, that’s kind of the point with Dr. Bob Bob…being off the wall of reason, making you think a little about this subject.  Once again, the doctor was changing his look too… Here we see his head shaped more like a pear to fit the gag of a Peer to Peer group.  Yet, again Doc Bob Bob mangles up his perception of a peer group to convey his twisted ideals.

I posted this from the hotel in Tampa where I was able to bring my family to a much needed “working” or “studying” vacation.  I was just starting the first day of Recovery Peer Specialist training.