Mile Strip Road

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Calamity James - Timeline
1993 The strip is rendered in full colour 1997 the strip is digitally rendered in brighter, shinier colour 2004 Steve Bright draws several strips during the year ... Of the James strips in 2004, 11 were drawn by Paterson and 8 were drawn by Bright. 2007 the strip is retired, as Tom Paterson starts drawing Dennis the Menace ...
Judge Parker - Artists
... Dallis, a psychiatrist who also created the comic strips Rex Morgan, M.D ... and Apartment 3-G, used the pen name "Paul Nichols" when writing the strip ... The strip's first artist was Dan Heilman, who left in 1965 and was replaced by Harold LeDoux ...
Calamity James - Creation & Concept
... In earlier strips he was also shown under a permanent black rain cloud ... A distinctive feature of the strip is its cluttered appearance, with much surreal and incidental background detail ... Sheds", that appear in the background throughout the strips ...
New York State Route 179 - History
... The Mile Strip Expressway, a 1-mile (1.6 km) highway extending from NY 5 to US 62, was constructed in the mid-1960s and designated as NY 179 by 1968 ... The junction between the expressway and Mile Strip Road was initially a four-way intersection, with Mile Strip Road passing east–west through the intersection and NY 179 ... The entirety of Mile Strip Road east of US 62 was initially maintained by Erie County as CR 460 ...

Famous quotes containing the words road, mile and/or strip:

    A novel is a mirror carried along a high road. At one moment it reflects to your vision the azure skies at another the mire of the puddles at your feet. And the man who carries this mirror in his pack will be accused by you of being immoral! His mirror shews [sic] the mire, and you blame the mirror! Rather blame that high road upon which the puddle lies, still more the inspector of roads who allows the water to gather and the puddle to form.
    Stendhal [Marie Henri Beyle] (1783–1842)

    As you find a rhythm
    Working you, slow mile by mile,
    Into your proper haunt
    Somewhere, well out, beyond . . .
    Seamus Heaney (b. 1939)

    The annals of this voracious beach! who could write them, unless it were a shipwrecked sailor? How many who have seen it have seen it only in the midst of danger and distress, the last strip of earth which their mortal eyes beheld. Think of the amount of suffering which a single strand had witnessed! The ancients would have represented it as a sea-monster with open jaws, more terrible than Scylla and Charybdis.
    Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)