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Walt Kessel
Talk about dead - - that's what fandom's been in Savannah. Though what with Warth joining the army and me turning sane (no editorial comment here, please) normal living might be resumed by all. But no. Hoffman has to come along and -- well look.
As for me, all I can do is sit back in my old rocking chair and reminiss (hell, you spell it, Hoffman) ((Hah!)) about by gone days. And while sitting on my bounteous bohunkus I've decided that fanning is still fun if you've got the time to put in it. . And time is what I don't got too much of, so thanx to Hoffman for providing this opportunity to paddle around in the puddle again.
Sometimes I envy people like Burbee who have a whole menagerie of unusual people to write about. But who the heck have we got around here? Hank? Well, he is unusual enough. He was at his unusualist one day when I saw him uptown in a coat and tie. "I just got a job," says he. "And when you get your gas bill this month, I want you should appreciate all the work that goes into getting it out."
Or QAZ, maybe? Well, like's been said; "QAZ is a character!" QAZ makes puppets. The one of Hank is a beauty. (Ain't it, Hank?)
Or me, perhaps? Now there's an interesting subject. However, since this column is already half over, we'll have to forego that pleasure for this issue. I need a whole column for me. You think I'm gonna put me away in one paragraf?
I don't know how many fen I'm reaching thru Quandry who used to read Cosmic Dust, but if any of you wonderful people should happen to pick up on this, here, roughly is what has happened in all that meantime. When I got back from California I ma iled out CD #10 and retired. A year and a half ago I got mixed up with something called the Savannah Playhouse. (Okey Hoffman, take two pages of editorial comment) ((Two pages!! You think I'm going to put the Playhouse away in two pages? I need two vo lumes!)) There I met a lighting technician who is now the wife. (My first glimpse of her was two legs atop a ladder.) Also got a steady Saturday night job in an orchestra. That's after putting in a week at THE WORLD'S LARGEST KRAFT PAPER PLANT in the p rinting dept. (No, Hoffman, I will not print Quandry for you.) That, and a considerable bit of mundane bumming around about comprises the interim. (I thought I was going to get a half page out of all that. I sure ain't been doing much.)
What Has Happened To Dept.: Rusty Grey, Jay Chidsey, Dick Hetchel, MJ Nuttall, all the regular CD contributors? Don't all write at once, or I'll never answer you all.
The title? Oh, Hoffman loves them between two slices of bread.
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