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Science Fiction Collector, v. 5, issue 4, November-December 1939
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Science Fiction Collector - - Page Five -oo-oo-oo-oo- tending, even one married couple. (This young couple appeared to me to be married, or at least affianced.) Well, I went on and on like that. He didn't say very much, but she was fairly responsive, said these stories made her think, she liked to read them for that reason rather than love stuff. They had just come from the same theater I had been to at the matinee to see a revival of "Things to Come." They admired the convention program, and remembered "Metropolis." But after a little while . . . . . . They wandered away, saying maybe they'd see me again (meaning at the magshop, should we ever happen in again simultaneously). They made no inquiry about the membership of the League, how one joined, where and when meetings were held, how I might be contacted, who I was (if anyone), if I had a collection, or anything of the sort. This is an utterly incomprehensible state of affairs to me. And again: I saw a guy go into a newsstand and buy right down the rack four of the latest issues of various science fiction magazines. Stepping up to him: "Do you read all those?" (Since, conceivably he could be buying them for a brother, sick friend, or somebody) and started my familiar story about the SFL, local celebrities and so on. But after awhile, he walked away. These are two perfectly true true-life incidents; happenings that to me are "stranger than fiction." Fan that I am, I can't
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Science Fiction Collector - - Page Five -oo-oo-oo-oo- tending, even one married couple. (This young couple appeared to me to be married, or at least affianced.) Well, I went on and on like that. He didn't say very much, but she was fairly responsive, said these stories made her think, she liked to read them for that reason rather than love stuff. They had just come from the same theater I had been to at the matinee to see a revival of "Things to Come." They admired the convention program, and remembered "Metropolis." But after a little while . . . . . . They wandered away, saying maybe they'd see me again (meaning at the magshop, should we ever happen in again simultaneously). They made no inquiry about the membership of the League, how one joined, where and when meetings were held, how I might be contacted, who I was (if anyone), if I had a collection, or anything of the sort. This is an utterly incomprehensible state of affairs to me. And again: I saw a guy go into a newsstand and buy right down the rack four of the latest issues of various science fiction magazines. Stepping up to him: "Do you read all those?" (Since, conceivably he could be buying them for a brother, sick friend, or somebody) and started my familiar story about the SFL, local celebrities and so on. But after awhile, he walked away. These are two perfectly true true-life incidents; happenings that to me are "stranger than fiction." Fan that I am, I can't
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