Approaching his 75th birthday celebration Wednesday, Charles Monroe Schulz could wax nostalgic about growing up as a barber's kid in the Twin Cities.
But forget about the back-yard ice rinks and the rumbling streetcars. Schulz would rather be frank.
"Those were some terrible times," he said the other day, after his admittedly shaky hand sketched out yet another Sunday "Peanuts" comic strip. More than 200 million readers will see his work today in 2,400 newspapers in 68 countries.
But the $20 million a year that Schulz grosses today can't erase the memory of too many pancake-dinner yesterdays. He always thought his parents really liked pancakes; now he realizes it was all they could afford.
From the studio in his sumptuous Santa Rosa home about an hour north of San Francisco, Schulz recently recalled the Depression, the rejections and "those early defeats you never get over."
School is war
Schulz was a 6-foot-tall, 136-pound outcast at St. Paul Central High School, and his cartoons were deemed unworthy for the senior yearbook in 1940.
"I don't know which was worse - the Army or Central High School," Schulz said. "I was a bland, stupid-looking kid who started off bad and failed everything and hated the whole time.