My Humble Beginnings... were found in the rural community of Cable Wisconsin with a population hovering around 280. I was born the son of loving parents Walter and Nellie Larson way back in the year 1957 shortly after the glaciers receded from Northern Wisconsin, and the last Cheesehead Woolly Mammoth went extinct .
My family all attended a little white country church (inside and out) in Cable where at age six I accepted Jesus in my Heart. Ironically,while sitting in 'The Back Pew' during Summer Bible School.
As a child I loved cartoons and would spend hours at the kitchen table or on the floor in front of the television drawing popular cartoons (with my favorite being Popeye the Sailor man), or cartoons of my own creation. Just think how far I have come?
My family all attended a little white country church (inside and out) in Cable where at age six I accepted Jesus in my Heart. Ironically,while sitting in 'The Back Pew' during Summer Bible School.
As a child I loved cartoons and would spend hours at the kitchen table or on the floor in front of the television drawing popular cartoons (with my favorite being Popeye the Sailor man), or cartoons of my own creation. Just think how far I have come?
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This was the very real beginning for my faith journey. Church, family and this rural setting of the thriving metropolis of Cable Wi was a priceless heritage for me. Or in other words.. I BLAME EVERYTHING ON THEM!
As you can imagine a town of 280 people is about as rural as it gets.There are NO traffic lights, rush hour traffic exists between 7:58 AM until 8:03 AM, and returns from 3:58 PM through about 4:04 PM. and Traffic jams were only mythical folklore regarding trips to the big city told to scare the locals.
Since I neither liked to hunt or fish.. it was time for me to move to the big city. So I crossed the border into Minnesota (border control problem?) where I have lived since around 1980. In this time I got married, had some kids, owned a pet or two and now grandkids keep wandering into the picture. LIFE IS GOOD!
As you can imagine a town of 280 people is about as rural as it gets.There are NO traffic lights, rush hour traffic exists between 7:58 AM until 8:03 AM, and returns from 3:58 PM through about 4:04 PM. and Traffic jams were only mythical folklore regarding trips to the big city told to scare the locals.
Since I neither liked to hunt or fish.. it was time for me to move to the big city. So I crossed the border into Minnesota (border control problem?) where I have lived since around 1980. In this time I got married, had some kids, owned a pet or two and now grandkids keep wandering into the picture. LIFE IS GOOD!
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Since Wisconsin I changed from working as a logger wielding a lo-tech but powerful chainsaw to careers ranging from computer programming to managing sports officials all while I still drawing cartoons.
In the late 1990s, so many years removed from sitting in that literal Back Pew in 1963.. I returned to The Back Pew. This is when I decided to put my single panel faith cartoons in a collection calling them The Back Pew. Around January 2000 I started The Back Pew website to showcase these cartoons with the goal of sharing Clean Humor and God's Truth. The Back Pew title comes from not only me accepting Jesus into my heart in that literal Back Pew in 1963, but also my experiences as a youth sitting in church with my friends typically as far back in our church as possible. If there was a Back Pew, we were in it.
The moral of my story is .. Serve God uniquely as He has wired you.
I pray God blesses and uses each of your lives in ways that are beyond your dreams.
Jeff
In the late 1990s, so many years removed from sitting in that literal Back Pew in 1963.. I returned to The Back Pew. This is when I decided to put my single panel faith cartoons in a collection calling them The Back Pew. Around January 2000 I started The Back Pew website to showcase these cartoons with the goal of sharing Clean Humor and God's Truth. The Back Pew title comes from not only me accepting Jesus into my heart in that literal Back Pew in 1963, but also my experiences as a youth sitting in church with my friends typically as far back in our church as possible. If there was a Back Pew, we were in it.
The moral of my story is .. Serve God uniquely as He has wired you.
I pray God blesses and uses each of your lives in ways that are beyond your dreams.
Jeff
