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Le Zombie, v. 4, issue 6, whole no. 41, August 1941
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(7) VISITING FIREMEN DEPT. they came.... they saw..... they ??? .... They arrived in Bloomington about 7am, Tuesday July 1. They were supposed to have been here the previous day. Art Widner came to the door, staggered thru and reached our a grimy paw. "H'lo Tcker. Here we are." "So I see," I said. "How was---" but I was speaking at and shaking my hand at empty air. I looked wildly about and then down. Widner had collapsed at my feet with a bad case of auto-intoxication. In three seconds flat he was snoring. He slept there for hours in the doorway. Bob Madle, Milty Rothman, Jack Bell and Julie Unger staggered in likewise. With one accord they looked about for the nearest sleeping accomodations. Unger snitched the studio couch, Bell and Madle the bed, while Rothman was stuck with a chair. Later we finally persuaded Widner to get up off the floor, whereupon we quickly deposited him in the baby's bed. I don't believe he was aware of the change untill he awoke. And so the visiting fans came to town, enroute to the Denvention. Many others predicted they wouldn't be able to maintain the schedule set for themselves-- they didn't. Widner drove all night and the better part of the previous day getting here. There was car trouble of course. The vitons always see to it that fans have car trouble. And there were detours, and round-about routes, and "where the hell are we now?" Their last major stop had been Hagerstown, roughly, a 900 mile jump. So when Widner walked in he layed down and slept on the living room floor. July 1 was the new draft registration day you remember. Rothman and Madle were freshly turned 21. They prettied up and downtown we went to sign them up with Unca Sammy. A newspaper cameraman, accompanied by a sob sister was there. yeah--- you guessed it. Bob Madle got his name and picture in the local paper. Well, part of his picture. They cut off his head because the finished pic took up too much space. His torso is seen, busily answering questions. Bob bought a dozen copies of the issue to take back home. Fandom can boast that there yet remains to be printed about it (or any member of it) an accurate interview or story. Madle gave the girl as complete a picture of fandom in a nutshell as possible....and what happened? Why, the paper mentioned that Mr Madle was on his way to Denver to attend a science fiction writer's convention. Much news was learned by this ignorant one during the visit of the Big Men from the East. Things you probably knew all the time but we never knew till now. Such as: Pohl is no longer connected with Astonishing & Super Science (the one fan editor we thought the most secure!); Lee Gregor is writing stories again--just had one rejected from Campbell ; promag circulation figures aren't even near what we fondly believed they were...not even the loaders; the world is really controlled by a soap company-- you know, one of those sinister octopuses things...etc. They turned down an invitation to go swimming because they were afraid of water, or, they didn't want to lower their standard, or, Milty had already had his bath this week. Milty even minded the baby in the backyard, shooing away the clicking mandibles (ants); careful tho not to hurt one, for who knows what ant may really be a scientist in the midst of an experiment? Widner gave us a private showing of his convention character...Slan's "Granny", and at dusk they piled in the conveyance and were away.
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(7) VISITING FIREMEN DEPT. they came.... they saw..... they ??? .... They arrived in Bloomington about 7am, Tuesday July 1. They were supposed to have been here the previous day. Art Widner came to the door, staggered thru and reached our a grimy paw. "H'lo Tcker. Here we are." "So I see," I said. "How was---" but I was speaking at and shaking my hand at empty air. I looked wildly about and then down. Widner had collapsed at my feet with a bad case of auto-intoxication. In three seconds flat he was snoring. He slept there for hours in the doorway. Bob Madle, Milty Rothman, Jack Bell and Julie Unger staggered in likewise. With one accord they looked about for the nearest sleeping accomodations. Unger snitched the studio couch, Bell and Madle the bed, while Rothman was stuck with a chair. Later we finally persuaded Widner to get up off the floor, whereupon we quickly deposited him in the baby's bed. I don't believe he was aware of the change untill he awoke. And so the visiting fans came to town, enroute to the Denvention. Many others predicted they wouldn't be able to maintain the schedule set for themselves-- they didn't. Widner drove all night and the better part of the previous day getting here. There was car trouble of course. The vitons always see to it that fans have car trouble. And there were detours, and round-about routes, and "where the hell are we now?" Their last major stop had been Hagerstown, roughly, a 900 mile jump. So when Widner walked in he layed down and slept on the living room floor. July 1 was the new draft registration day you remember. Rothman and Madle were freshly turned 21. They prettied up and downtown we went to sign them up with Unca Sammy. A newspaper cameraman, accompanied by a sob sister was there. yeah--- you guessed it. Bob Madle got his name and picture in the local paper. Well, part of his picture. They cut off his head because the finished pic took up too much space. His torso is seen, busily answering questions. Bob bought a dozen copies of the issue to take back home. Fandom can boast that there yet remains to be printed about it (or any member of it) an accurate interview or story. Madle gave the girl as complete a picture of fandom in a nutshell as possible....and what happened? Why, the paper mentioned that Mr Madle was on his way to Denver to attend a science fiction writer's convention. Much news was learned by this ignorant one during the visit of the Big Men from the East. Things you probably knew all the time but we never knew till now. Such as: Pohl is no longer connected with Astonishing & Super Science (the one fan editor we thought the most secure!); Lee Gregor is writing stories again--just had one rejected from Campbell ; promag circulation figures aren't even near what we fondly believed they were...not even the loaders; the world is really controlled by a soap company-- you know, one of those sinister octopuses things...etc. They turned down an invitation to go swimming because they were afraid of water, or, they didn't want to lower their standard, or, Milty had already had his bath this week. Milty even minded the baby in the backyard, shooing away the clicking mandibles (ants); careful tho not to hurt one, for who knows what ant may really be a scientist in the midst of an experiment? Widner gave us a private showing of his convention character...Slan's "Granny", and at dusk they piled in the conveyance and were away.
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