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National Fantasy Fan, v. 9, issue 3, June 1950

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Remus, Sgt Fred J., Jr., AF 19278700, % Base Weather Station, Moses Lake AFB, Washington.
Rubin, Shirley H., Fernhurst, 752 S. King St., Honolulu, T.H.
Shapiro, PFC Harold E. 16293191, 5001st Motor Vehicle Sqdn, Box 161, APO 731, % PM, Seattle, Washington.
Vassar, Robert M., 1907 Blaine St., Caldwell, Idaho.
Weber, Wally, Box 13, Ralston[[?]], Washington.
Winne, A. Everett, % John Nagle, 155 State St., Springfield, Mass.

RECRUITING (Continued)

around the stalls and watch the customers. Its most unlikely the dealer will chase you out even if you spend the whole day, so long as he knows you for a good customer. They inquire solicitously for the club's progress every time I see 'em. In general, never miss a chance to get publicity; your local gossip-columnist may WANT such an item to go into his column. Best go see him personally, however, unless YOU want a goshwowboyoboy writeup. Your local library may care to make a Fantasy or Stf display, and might be glad to have your help -- they know its' the up-and-coming thing, but may not know what they have themselves. But, be warned here, be sure, if they permit you to display your literature, that it's sufficiently eye-catching. We got only one man, due to this fault, and the display only lasted a week because the turnover was so terrific that the librarians were exhausted refilling the display rack, and complained that their stock was insufficient. And lastly, carry stf-mags everywhere you go, and let everyone see what they are.

And lastly, how to get em in, once you've discovered em. A phone call may do it, of course, but many many of em, even among those who write to letter columns are such shy, untrustful birdies, that they go thru all kinds of evasive maneuvers before they are finally shown that youare not someone else out to "get something out of them" and, not merely that you have something, bu that THERE IS SOMETHING in fandom. The best method -- and if this doesn't succeed you might as well give up -- is to load up your car, or at least your arm, with originals (good stuff, please, don't tell anyone I advised you to sally forth with Krupas or Astaritas), old mags from the Good Old Days, some of the modern books, FP, FPCI, Shasta, Gnome, etc., some of the better fanzines such as Fantasy Review, Gorgon, or Fantasy Advertiser, and a few copies of New Worlds and Fantasy Book, and descend on the guy for a fangab, with several other knowledgable fans. From some of the most surly isolationists, this method has given us some of our best members.
If you find that you can't locate a fan in either phonebook or City Directory, even of back[[?]] date, you can write me for the further gruesome details of tracing the little rascals; but as of this excessive length, I think I'll call it a halt, and defer[[?]] the next instalment to the next TNFF, providing sufficient demand comes hitherward -- or, for that matter, you'll probably get it, even if it doesn't.
Any of you living in the states comprising the Confederacy, Oklahoma, New Mexico and Kentucky, desiring fan-contacts to form a local, can call on me. In making the survey mentioned above I amassed a file of Dixifen now about 2,000 strong.

HARRY[[?]] MOORE
2703 Camp Street
New Orleans 13
Louisiana

REMEMBER: If you haven't paid your 1950 NFFF dues yet, you are being dropped from membership as of this issue of TNFF! Renew!

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Remus, Sgt Fred J., Jr., AF 19278700, % Base Weather Station, Moses Lake AFB, Washington. Rubin, Shirley H., Fernhurst, 752 S. King St., Honolulu, T.H. Shapiro, PFC Harold E. 16293191, 5001st Motor Vehicle Sqdn, Box 161, APO 731, % PM, Seattle, Washington. Vassar, Robert M., 1907 Blaine St., Caldwell, Idaho. Weber, Wally, Box 13, Ralston[[?]], Washington. Winne, A. Everett, % John Nagle, 155 State St., Springfield, Mass. RECRUITING (Continued) around the stalls and watch the customers. Its most unlikely the dealer will chase you out even if you spend the whole day, so long as he knows you for a good customer. They inquire solicitously for the club's progress every time I see 'em. In general, never miss a chance to get publicity; your local gossip-columnist may WANT such an item to go into his column. Best go see him personally, however, unless YOU want a goshwowboyoboy writeup. Your local library may care to make a Fantasy or Stf display, and might be glad to have your help -- they know its' the up-and-coming thing, but may not know what they have themselves. But, be warned here, be sure, if they permit you to display your literature, that it's sufficiently eye-catching. We got only one man, due to this fault, and the display only lasted a week because the turnover was so terrific that the librarians were exhausted refilling the display rack, and complained that their stock was insufficient. And lastly, carry stf-mags everywhere you go, and let everyone see what they are. And lastly, how to get em in, once you've discovered em. A phone call may do it, of course, but many many of em, even among those who write to letter columns are such shy, untrustful birdies, that they go thru all kinds of evasive maneuvers before they are finally shown that youare not someone else out to "get something out of them" and, not merely that you have something, bu that THERE IS SOMETHING in fandom. The best method -- and if this doesn't succeed you might as well give up -- is to load up your car, or at least your arm, with originals (good stuff, please, don't tell anyone I advised you to sally forth with Krupas or Astaritas), old mags from the Good Old Days, some of the modern books, FP, FPCI, Shasta, Gnome, etc., some of the better fanzines such as Fantasy Review, Gorgon, or Fantasy Advertiser, and a few copies of New Worlds and Fantasy Book, and descend on the guy for a fangab, with several other knowledgable fans. From some of the most surly isolationists, this method has given us some of our best members. If you find that you can't locate a fan in either phonebook or City Directory, even of back[[?]] date, you can write me for the further gruesome details of tracing the little rascals; but as of this excessive length, I think I'll call it a halt, and defer[[?]] the next instalment to the next TNFF, providing sufficient demand comes hitherward -- or, for that matter, you'll probably get it, even if it doesn't. Any of you living in the states comprising the Confederacy, Oklahoma, New Mexico and Kentucky, desiring fan-contacts to form a local, can call on me. In making the survey mentioned above I amassed a file of Dixifen now about 2,000 strong. HARRY[[?]] MOORE 2703 Camp Street New Orleans 13 Louisiana REMEMBER: If you haven't paid your 1950 NFFF dues yet, you are being dropped from membership as of this issue of TNFF! Renew!