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Thing, whole no. 1, Spring 1946
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Crane on Wesson (fini) Sheldon Wesson. They started to fight immediately and got so much pleasure from it that they eventually married to be able to continue the quarrel. Sheldon entered the army in 1942, but was able to attend the 1942 NAPA convention at Columbus, Ohio. Helen was there, too. They spent most of the sessions intertwined on a couch right outside the convention hall. Understanding amateurs tiptoed by. Dear, dear, dear... Two months later they were married and, until Sheldon got his commission and trotted off to Germany to help Old Blood and Guts chase the Hun into Czechoslovakia, Helen lived the life of an army wife. Chasing Sheldon around the country from camp to camp, she nagged him into buying and operating a bedroom printing press, into becoming official editor of AAPA, and into various other emotional excesses. But when Sheldon returned on Redeployment o attend the 1945 NAPA convention in Cleveland, he and Helen were discovered working out the cost of going to Buffalo by boat in two staterooms! Kindly fellow amateurs pointed out that even couples less thoroughly married than the Wessons sometimes traveled in a single stateroom, thus cutting expenses and getting to know each other better. So you see there are contradictions about this rakish dame, who has thrice been president of AAPA and is even now taking on her third (or it is fourth?) coeditor. ((Fourth--I never learn. -H)) You wouldn't believe the story above of the girl who sends her present co-editor letters on stationery adorned with Petty girls, including one arrayed in a transparent orange "shift," revealing a perfectly beautiful pair of yumpooshalations and a cute, cozy little colpitatoo, simply begging for the trymifloosis of a roolyflamic and tripticolibishous bloop. You wouldn't, would you? Wesson on Crane (fini) to move - back to Tokyo. Oh Burtie, must you be so distant? SMALL WORLD DEPT: Lt. "Shep" Wesson, with the 97th Division in Japan, is stationed 25 miles from the guy who introduced him to amateur journalism and me when he worked for the Times. BUTTERFLY Wings dusted with magic, I flit through the forest, A rainbow gone truant in fritinant flight. A ray of the sun beams alone for my pleasure. To light me my treasure ere yet it be night. I am seeking a corpse, as all butterflies do, And breathing a prayer that that corpse may be you. ...BC [drawing of two butterflies]
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Crane on Wesson (fini) Sheldon Wesson. They started to fight immediately and got so much pleasure from it that they eventually married to be able to continue the quarrel. Sheldon entered the army in 1942, but was able to attend the 1942 NAPA convention at Columbus, Ohio. Helen was there, too. They spent most of the sessions intertwined on a couch right outside the convention hall. Understanding amateurs tiptoed by. Dear, dear, dear... Two months later they were married and, until Sheldon got his commission and trotted off to Germany to help Old Blood and Guts chase the Hun into Czechoslovakia, Helen lived the life of an army wife. Chasing Sheldon around the country from camp to camp, she nagged him into buying and operating a bedroom printing press, into becoming official editor of AAPA, and into various other emotional excesses. But when Sheldon returned on Redeployment o attend the 1945 NAPA convention in Cleveland, he and Helen were discovered working out the cost of going to Buffalo by boat in two staterooms! Kindly fellow amateurs pointed out that even couples less thoroughly married than the Wessons sometimes traveled in a single stateroom, thus cutting expenses and getting to know each other better. So you see there are contradictions about this rakish dame, who has thrice been president of AAPA and is even now taking on her third (or it is fourth?) coeditor. ((Fourth--I never learn. -H)) You wouldn't believe the story above of the girl who sends her present co-editor letters on stationery adorned with Petty girls, including one arrayed in a transparent orange "shift," revealing a perfectly beautiful pair of yumpooshalations and a cute, cozy little colpitatoo, simply begging for the trymifloosis of a roolyflamic and tripticolibishous bloop. You wouldn't, would you? Wesson on Crane (fini) to move - back to Tokyo. Oh Burtie, must you be so distant? SMALL WORLD DEPT: Lt. "Shep" Wesson, with the 97th Division in Japan, is stationed 25 miles from the guy who introduced him to amateur journalism and me when he worked for the Times. BUTTERFLY Wings dusted with magic, I flit through the forest, A rainbow gone truant in fritinant flight. A ray of the sun beams alone for my pleasure. To light me my treasure ere yet it be night. I am seeking a corpse, as all butterflies do, And breathing a prayer that that corpse may be you. ...BC [drawing of two butterflies]
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