It might sound ridiculously cheesy, but in trying to come up with some words to describe how I feel about the strip coming to an end, the only thing that keeps popping into my head is the emotional tune sung by the Muppets in The Muppets Take Manhattan: “Saying Goodbye, why is it sad? Makes us remember the good times we had…” So what will I remember about Boxcar Astronaut?
I will always remember sitting in my room, deathly ill, on a frigid January night in 2007, drawing the first thumbnail sketches introducing Ben, Devin, Diogee, the boxcar ship, and Robot’s introduction to the planet Earth. I will always remember bringing the concept to Marc, and how cool it was to see his first designs for the characters. I will always remember Marc telling me the story behind the name “Diogee”. I will always remember sitting around in Marc’s office, shooting ideas back and forth, discussing games and activities we would play in our own backyards as kids that could possibly make for good Boxcar strips.
I remember how proud I was coming up with the “rubbing eyes for hyperspace” strip, and how afraid I was that I would never be able to write anything as clever as that ever again. I will always remember launching the strip, writing the commentary blogs, and watching the characters change and grow. I will always remember seeing Caveman get un-earthed, watching the boys build their “space station” in the big ol’ tree, hoping Ben would get his memory back after Sketchy Squirrel caused his amnesia, and feeling sad inside as the leaves began to fall, signaling the end of Summer and the end of the strip. And most importantly, I will always remember working on something fun and meaningful with my best friend, bringing joy and childhood nostalgia to our small but extremely loyal and wonderful fanbase. Seriously, you guys are the best.
Marc has sent this comic out on a beautiful, powerful note. When I saw the last panel I really almost shed some tears. Ben and Devin are being called back to reality, back to pencils, books, and teachers’ dirty looks; away from their mighty starship, their sophisticated space station, away from endless golden afternoons filled with comic books, wiffle-bat laser swords, games of Marco Polo in the pool, lemonade stands, encounters with hostile aliens, overnight campouts, and the companionship of a clever mutt, a gentle Neanderthal, and a ultra-competitive Robot.
So, this is my farewell to backyard for now, I hope that you all have enjoyed the ride. I am truly proud of this body of work we have produced. This comic was meant to be enjoyed by anyone who never let their childhood imaginations die. I hope that none of you ever will…
-Jeff
P.S.-Be sure to read Marc’s goodbye to Boxcar Astronaut by scrolling down to the blog entry below. Or just click here.

















