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Forts

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Not like the well-adjusted lad I am now.

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I am a Sansei, with two teens, and a hamster. This blog is a repository for ideas and observations, expressed in cartoon form, by and large. A bit of a journal too. Feel free to follow me on INSTAGRAM @ WILTOONS, (the Twitter for people who like to go out) where I post a journal comic. Thanks for dropping by! The pic is of me and my boy Peter Noone of Herman's Hermits. (not really a fan but he wanted his pic with me) © Wilton Sugiyama and Wiltoons, 2009 to 2020. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Wilton Sugiyama and Wiltoons with appropriate and specific direction to the original content. So there.

10 thoughts on “Forts

  1. This is one of my favorite ‘toons of yours ever! It is so relatable since I, too, grew up as a child with too much imagination, too much free time, and not enough internet (as it had not been invented yet). I built forts out of anything and everything. As per your brilliant line, most of them did not survive the day. Grown-ups, for whatever reason, seemed to have something against forts and so tore them down whenever they found them (along with my hopes and dreams). Hey … whose fault was it that there was no internet?

    1. Terrific comment! I am dead chuffed that it is relatable to you! Forts were a huge part of my early childhood. We would patrol the neighbourhoods for discarded carpet, boards etc, best time ever!

      1. Oh, it’s VERY relatable! When I was a kid we lived near a company of some sort that was forever throwing away wooden pallets and wooden shipping boxes. So naturally I went down and “appropriated” lots of them to make my elaborate forts with. Man, those were good times! I’m surprised I didn’t go into the building trades. I enjoyed the heck out of building forts.

    1. For whatever reason, I did not inherit my dad’s engineering, but my brain swung over to my mother’s artistic side (she attended art school). I am confident that I could build something wondrous, but it would likely be a hazard to all living things. My kid sis is the go-to girl when I need help with repairs or assembling Ikea furniture.

  2. My brothers used to pilfer lumbar from some construction sites. They built a tree fort in a very tall tree in a field that stood the test of time for years. I was too little to be able to climb into it, but I admired it from afar. They would routinely get chased by construction workers for their thievery.

  3. An underground fort! Great idea, and a lot more fun than the sturdy fort my buddy and I built out of lumber washed up on our beach. Gathering the wood and building in the forest was fun, but a fort like ours was basically a detached room. Kinda boring.

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