So, I have been up to my Dad's again helping him sort through what to take to Jamestown when he moves. We were going through his closet in the office and he handed me a black binder. I had never seen it. It was a farewell from an amazing artist that worked for him at NARF in Norfolk. There is a caricature of Captain Farnsworth in the basement of our house in Provo holding a menacing spiked club. I imagine the same guy that did that also did this folder.
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