Harvey Pekar was active/lived in United States. There were some pretty amusing strips, but most comic books at the time were still being written for kids, and it was clear that you could do anything with comics that you could do with any other art form, but less of it was being done. Harvey Pekar passed away on July 12, 2010, and when Letterman was asked to comment, he only had glowing things to say about one of his most cantankerous guests: “I loved Harvey. Harvey Pekar scholar Jimi Izrael says in Harvey Pekar’s Cleveland’s afterword (“A Pal’s Goodbye”) much of the same of that earnest spirit when he calls Harvey one of “American’s finest writers.” To any dissenters, Izrael writes, “This truth, though, is the same as with any great artist and his work: either you get Harvey, or you don’t.” Pekar self-published the series until the early 1990s, when Dark Horse took over publication. It's a simple corner park with banners of Pekar's work. 1 review of Harvey Pekar Park "Was very excited to learn that this park had been officially celebrated just a few weeks before visiting. Home was his recurring subject, his nagging muse, his alter ego. Cleveland animated Harvey Pekar’s work. It combines classic American Splendor-ous autobiographical anecdotes with key moments and characters in the city's history as relayed to us by Our Man and meticulously researched and rendered by artist Joseph Remnant. WE FOLLOW the schlumpy kid (aka HARVEY PEKAR) as he sulks down the street... DISSOLVE TO: EXT. Harvey Pekar's Cleveland is sadly one of his last, but happily one of his most definitive graphic novels. In 2003, the series inspired a critically acclaimed film adaptation of the same name. Q: Where did the title of your comic, American Splendor, come from? So I stopped “bothering” Random House for a year in the vain hope that somewhere along the line I would be given word about the progress or lack of progress on the memoir. Cleveland, Ohio native Harvey Pekar is best known for his autobiographical slice-of-life comic book series American Splendor, a first-person account of Pekar's downtrodden life. I’m not pitching it or nothing. I wrote about this before, but there was actually a time when I remember liking Football. More than any other Cleveland writer, Pekar personified his hometown. Right before I died, I worked on something called Harvey Pekar’s Cleveland. An Interview with Harvey Pekar, author of Ego & Hubris. So I stopped “bothering” Random House for a year in the vain hope that somewhere along the line I would be given word about the progress or lack of progress on the memoir.