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The Passenger List     SOUTHERN STAR     Page 30

world's powder plant. It was a paradise for kids. The river hugged the town and the woods surrounded it. I played Robin Hood and Cops and Robbers and Sir Lancelot and Cowboys and Indians every sunny day and although I've forgotten archery I can still wield a mean broad sword and buckler. But it was here in Old Hickory that I ruined my eyesight. My favorite relaxation was to pop down flat on my stomach in bright sunlight and read Jules Verne, G. A. Henty and the Boy Scout handbook.
After the war I moved to Denver, Colorado, where I divided my interests between moving picture serials like "The Radio Man," "The Man With The Iron Foot," and "Robinson Crusoe" and catching up on my fantascience reading. I had come across THE BLIND SPOT in old Hickory and had followed it up with other Munsey masterpieces upon their original publication. In Denver there as a large public library and I found therein literally hundreds of books in the scientification category.
Between the age of 12 and 16 there's a sort of gap in my recollections. During that period I did nothing spectacular and apparently nothing happened to me of sufficient import to demand a place in my fondest reminiscences. In fact we might well extend this mental hiatus on to my college days, because the only important things I can remember between 1922 and 1927 are THE SHIP OF ISTAR, OUT OF THE MOON, WEIRD TALES, and AMAZING STORIES. Gosh! I can still remember my first Weird Tales. It had a cover devoted to RED ETHER by Peterson Marzoni (a friend of whom I recently met), and the stories in Weird were like the answers to a fervent prayer. Then later when AMAZING appeared for the first time I almost developed hydrophobia. I ran home so fast to get a quarter with which to buy it, that people along the way looked at my lather and contemplated the possibility of a whiteboy running amok.
In college I had a very good time. I engaged in the usual dramatic endeavors but wound up business manager of the Tennessee Players instead of president. I wrote a lot and dabbled in everything. For my college years I was the guilty party publishing a gossip column called BODY BY FISCHER in the school paper, and I was in turn Art Editor, Humor Editor, Story Editor, and Editor of the now defunct MUGWUMP -- the college humor publication. In my spare time I "ushed" in a local theatre, free-lanced for two newspapers at $5.00 per article, and dated in every spare moment. ((Fred modestly neglects to mention that he founded the famous, nationwide college literary society, the Sigma Upsilon. So we'll do it for him. ASJG)).
In 1932 A. D. (after diploma) I took turns proof-reading, tried to sell different types of unsellable articles, and hunted for work in general. In 1933 I quit hunting and got married. Contrary to love's young dream two cannot live as cheaply as one and even that one can't live on love. Work caught up with me and I became general flunkey for a loan company. In rapid and undeserved stages I was collector, assistant manager and manager. Not satisfied with this, I started my own company. Then the Tennessee Valley Authority got me and I'm still with that organization and very happy about the whole thing.
In my open hours I write for fan magazines, read fantasy, struggle to compose saleable radio programs, and work around the house and yard repairing things or planting flowers or building things. I no longer smoke, I can't afford to be a drunkard, and I enjoy fairly good health. My favorite exercises are walking, swimming, and playing badminton, tennis, or pingpong. My social graces simmer down to
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The Passenger List SOUTHERN STAR Page 30 world's powder plant. It was a paradise for kids. The river hugged the town and the woods surrounded it. I played Robin Hood and Cops and Robbers and Sir Lancelot and Cowboys and Indians every sunny day and although I've forgotten archery I can still wield a mean broad sword and buckler. But it was here in Old Hickory that I ruined my eyesight. My favorite relaxation was to pop down flat on my stomach in bright sunlight and read Jules Verne, G. A. Henty and the Boy Scout handbook. After the war I moved to Denver, Colorado, where I divided my interests between moving picture serials like "The Radio Man," "The Man With The Iron Foot," and "Robinson Crusoe" and catching up on my fantascience reading. I had come across THE BLIND SPOT in old Hickory and had followed it up with other Munsey masterpieces upon their original publication. In Denver there as a large public library and I found therein literally hundreds of books in the scientification category. Between the age of 12 and 16 there's a sort of gap in my recollections. During that period I did nothing spectacular and apparently nothing happened to me of sufficient import to demand a place in my fondest reminiscences. In fact we might well extend this mental hiatus on to my college days, because the only important things I can remember between 1922 and 1927 are THE SHIP OF ISTAR, OUT OF THE MOON, WEIRD TALES, and AMAZING STORIES. Gosh! I can still remember my first Weird Tales. It had a cover devoted to RED ETHER by Peterson Marzoni (a friend of whom I recently met), and the stories in Weird were like the answers to a fervent prayer. Then later when AMAZING appeared for the first time I almost developed hydrophobia. I ran home so fast to get a quarter with which to buy it, that people along the way looked at my lather and contemplated the possibility of a whiteboy running amok. In college I had a very good time. I engaged in the usual dramatic endeavors but wound up business manager of the Tennessee Players instead of president. I wrote a lot and dabbled in everything. For my college years I was the guilty party publishing a gossip column called BODY BY FISCHER in the school paper, and I was in turn Art Editor, Humor Editor, Story Editor, and Editor of the now defunct MUGWUMP -- the college humor publication. In my spare time I "ushed" in a local theatre, free-lanced for two newspapers at $5.00 per article, and dated in every spare moment. ((Fred modestly neglects to mention that he founded the famous, nationwide college literary society, the Sigma Upsilon. So we'll do it for him. ASJG)). In 1932 A. D. (after diploma) I took turns proof-reading, tried to sell different types of unsellable articles, and hunted for work in general. In 1933 I quit hunting and got married. Contrary to love's young dream two cannot live as cheaply as one and even that one can't live on love. Work caught up with me and I became general flunkey for a loan company. In rapid and undeserved stages I was collector, assistant manager and manager. Not satisfied with this, I started my own company. Then the Tennessee Valley Authority got me and I'm still with that organization and very happy about the whole thing. In my open hours I write for fan magazines, read fantasy, struggle to compose saleable radio programs, and work around the house and yard repairing things or planting flowers or building things. I no longer smoke, I can't afford to be a drunkard, and I enjoy fairly good health. My favorite exercises are walking, swimming, and playing badminton, tennis, or pingpong. My social graces simmer down to (Concluded on page 31)