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MILTY'S MAG -----------------------------------------------------------= Milton A. Rothman, 1730 P, NW, Washington, DC. December, 1941 For the Fantasy Amateur Press Association ----------------------------------------------------------------- Disa and data........ (That stinks, doesn't it?) Headline for this issue is my rating of 1-B, just received from the draft board. It appeared that they didn't like the way I had to crawl right up to the chart before being able to read the letters printed thereon. So that is, apparently, that, and Milty's Mag will be around for another couple of years, i.e., until I go back to school, which depends upon how soon I can save up the money, which, in turn, depends upon the balance between my income and my cost of living. (Also income tax.) Since my cost of living seems determined to rise, my income must find a way to rise, also. As a result, Lee Gregor rides again! If this issue of MM turns out to appear neater than previous issues, the credit goes to my nice new typewriter, which is a brand-new (almost) Royal, which magic margins, electro-cosmic shifts, dynoblastic fnefkas, and all the other gadgets you would ever care to shake a stick at. Anybody who ever tries to use it without knowing the touch system is in for a rude shock, for there are no labels on the keys. I played a dirty trick on Art Widner the other day. He asked me to send him some of the better pictures that I took on the Widneride, even if he had to pay for them. So I picked out the most suitable of my shots, and it only came to half of the total number I had taken. .... But I had taken over a hundred pictures, and Widner is going to pay! (I had to pay del Rey for them, so it's only fair.) On the next page you will find the true story of the Purity Restaurant, which a dozen or so fans visited at the time of the Philco, a year ago. It is not the complete story, by any means. It is intended to portray the most intense impression that I received from the place, and when you consider that this took place a whole year ago and that the impression remaining is as strong as it is, you see that the scene must have had a tremendous dramatic impact to it. Nothing actually happened at the Purity Restaurant; all that we did there was eat hot dogs. It was the things that did not happen, the things that were implied, and the things that might have happened which gave the place the atmosphere for which we remember it. There is yet another part of the story which someone else should tell, for I did not realize it, myself, until someone brought it to my attention afterwards, and it struck me that I should have been scared to death in there -- but I wasn't. Elmer, how about it? As long as classics are being revived, we must not forget John Taine's "The Time Stream." Upon re-reading it, recently, I find that the writing style is timeless, and tit will match, without being given a handicap for age, any story now being published in Unknown.
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MILTY'S MAG -----------------------------------------------------------= Milton A. Rothman, 1730 P, NW, Washington, DC. December, 1941 For the Fantasy Amateur Press Association ----------------------------------------------------------------- Disa and data........ (That stinks, doesn't it?) Headline for this issue is my rating of 1-B, just received from the draft board. It appeared that they didn't like the way I had to crawl right up to the chart before being able to read the letters printed thereon. So that is, apparently, that, and Milty's Mag will be around for another couple of years, i.e., until I go back to school, which depends upon how soon I can save up the money, which, in turn, depends upon the balance between my income and my cost of living. (Also income tax.) Since my cost of living seems determined to rise, my income must find a way to rise, also. As a result, Lee Gregor rides again! If this issue of MM turns out to appear neater than previous issues, the credit goes to my nice new typewriter, which is a brand-new (almost) Royal, which magic margins, electro-cosmic shifts, dynoblastic fnefkas, and all the other gadgets you would ever care to shake a stick at. Anybody who ever tries to use it without knowing the touch system is in for a rude shock, for there are no labels on the keys. I played a dirty trick on Art Widner the other day. He asked me to send him some of the better pictures that I took on the Widneride, even if he had to pay for them. So I picked out the most suitable of my shots, and it only came to half of the total number I had taken. .... But I had taken over a hundred pictures, and Widner is going to pay! (I had to pay del Rey for them, so it's only fair.) On the next page you will find the true story of the Purity Restaurant, which a dozen or so fans visited at the time of the Philco, a year ago. It is not the complete story, by any means. It is intended to portray the most intense impression that I received from the place, and when you consider that this took place a whole year ago and that the impression remaining is as strong as it is, you see that the scene must have had a tremendous dramatic impact to it. Nothing actually happened at the Purity Restaurant; all that we did there was eat hot dogs. It was the things that did not happen, the things that were implied, and the things that might have happened which gave the place the atmosphere for which we remember it. There is yet another part of the story which someone else should tell, for I did not realize it, myself, until someone brought it to my attention afterwards, and it struck me that I should have been scared to death in there -- but I wasn't. Elmer, how about it? As long as classics are being revived, we must not forget John Taine's "The Time Stream." Upon re-reading it, recently, I find that the writing style is timeless, and tit will match, without being given a handicap for age, any story now being published in Unknown.
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