How I got (and lost) the very first copy of The Talk

The graphic memoir about “The Talk.”

“I can’t right now, son,” he heard too often for two years straight. “I’m working on The Talk.” I wrote and drew much of it during lockdown in our sunroom, where I had a clear view of the back yard. I could see the giant sandbox Makeda and I had dug into the earth, surrounded by a roller coaster, an excavator, and garden beds. I could see the gigantic, …