Spawned from the noble genes of a staunch Canadian and a lively Mid-Westerner on the tropic Floridian coast, reared in the wild hills of the northern-most Carolina, driven back to the Ohio Valley to hone his unprecedented talents, and finally plunged into the pungent arm-pit of the Mid-South, Andrew Chandler steadfastly struggles against the powers-that-be in the vain hopes that, one day, he will rise, triumphant, out of the miry clay; a pillar of hope in the relentless scourge of doubtful humanity, and be that which is scorned and adored: a cartoonist.

All the while, his amazing wife and sons tolerate his ridiculous eccentricities because they like him so darn much.

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