From encyclopedias to MAD journal, early studying selections made impression
I read a lot as a child. I would like to say that I look very fancy – “Wuthering Heights,” or, “Tale of Cities Cities.”
I was truly privileged to have such a job. My parents wrote me a letter club – Reader’s Digest Children’s Classics, which can squeeze in two or three books in one. The books looked pretty on the shelf, but I didn’t break them down.
What I loved as a child was just meaningless. I especially enjoyed the book The Golden Book Encyclopedia, which contained 16 full-color illustrations. Mom bought me one book at a time at FD Root Grocery, a very nice market near my home.
Volume 1 recorded “Aardvark to Army;” were particularly popular due to the influx of weapons, such as the weapons that the Knights wore in ancient Europe. Very good.
The second part was Volume 12, “Paricutin to Quicksand.” The first volume of the volume refers to an explosion that occurred suddenly in a corn field of a Mexican farmer in 1943 and that eventually grew to about 1,400 feet[1,400 m]; the last words spoke of the amazing watery land that often deals with the plight of young men sleeping in the western black west of the time, which culminated in Mel Brooks’ 1974 Blazing Saddles. “
To be honest, I didn’t use my encyclopedia; if I had, I would have been “Dangerous.” Instead, I simply chose my own preferences, and most of the notes were not read.
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When I was not too proud, I loved the fake MAD magazine. I vividly remember my first book: Story No. 89 in September 1964, which featured the movie “The Refugee” called “The Phewgitive” and the episode “When the Figarette Industry Fights Back,” a number of magazine advertisements explored how tobacco companies could reverse the widespread awareness that smoking kills.
I was also a huge fan of the TV Guide, which for a short time featured a list of any television programs that aired a week – on all three radio stations. To be honest, my review of the TV Guide was unnecessary because I memorized the TV series, especially those during the peak season. Television was an exciting business in the 1960s and early 1970s because the three networks released their new seasons and new programs the same week – just after Labor Day. This was a great week for the TV Guide, which published two great little episodes to give you a brief overview of all the new shows, which could be a lot more.
When I wasn’t watching TV (which was rare), I enjoyed “The World Almanac and the Book of Facts,” a source of information before the internet. Published annually and updated with the latest, it was a work of curiosity or 1,000 pages or types of information of all kinds: the tallest length or the tallest bridges in the world. People living in the world’s largest cities. Minor notes from American presidents. Game notes. Notable events of the past year. Wedding anniversary gifts written each year. The Constitution is the Bill of Rights in the United States. Post prices.
I’m sure sometimes I open the almanac and ask for some answer, but most of the time I’m just looking for something that might be useful for a night of preparation.
For breakfast, I read baseball games and a funny page; during the growing season, I eat seed boxes.
Instead of doing my homework, I spend time enjoying the old cartoon legends “Ripley’s Believe It or Not”. Long before Ripley’s mysterious and dangerous museums were built, Robert Ripley was a playwright working for the New York Globe newspaper who in 1918 formed a special screening team, such as A. Forrester of Toronto running a yard. 100 back in just 14 seconds. Within a few years Ripley was traveling the world in search of and gathering interest; by 1929 his paintings were published in newspapers around the world. He distributed books and showed radio and television; people flocked to see strange things and people in its various “Odditoriums”. Ripley became one of the most famous people in the world and played a major role in getting “The Star-Spangled Banner” to create a national anthem – believe it or not!
As I developed a love for baseball, I took my father’s interest in reading numbers and learning about famous players all the time. My minister once announced to the congregation that I was a “baseball player.” At Sunday school the same day, some boys asked me to name a number of early Cincinnati Reds teams, which I did enough to resolve the issue.
My interest in baseball and almanacs passed once when I looked at the list of teams and found the so-called, I believe, Professional Baseball Fans of America. I immediately wrote to the council to inquire about the membership, and soon I received a reply from Al Anderson of Cleveland. Al was a 20-year-old baseball nerd who formed an “organization” with some friends like a gag; somehow the almanac people had learned about it and put it in their difficult pages. Al and I became record laborers, and once my father and I met in Cincinnati to watch football.
A fascination with baseball also prompted neighbors to explore the 1951 book, “Three Men on the Third,” by the then-famous comedian H. Allen Smith, who wrote countless short stories of ancient baseball humor.
I became so interested in this book that I began searching for H. Allen Smith’s books, some of which were very popular in the early 1940’s. Smith was impressed with the struggling part of the New York business, as young Broadway subscribers wrote on their financial cards a pay phone number at their favorite coffee shop or saloon. (This practice was common, he said, sometimes the pay phone rang and three agents would jump to answer, thinking there might be a bag.)
Smith had an amazing sense of humor; had lived at the bad start of many small disasters, he had already written, that he was convinced it was Smith who called him “smithereens”.
He also loved humorous stories; He likes to declare himself one of the greatest freedom fighters in American literature, while Huckleberry Finn and his father were two of them. “I received my first advice and complained on my father’s knee and did my final training in the halls and dining rooms in southern Illinois,” he said.
Smith also entertained the story of how he prepared the first beverages in America to drink after removing the Prohibition.
He was a journalist for United Press journalists at the time. On the evening of December 5, 1933, the Utah Constitutional Convention was expected to hold a referendum on Article 21, which would repeal the 18th Amendment and end the Prohibition.
On the same day, Smith recruited Benjamin De Casseres, a well-known and well-known writer of the day, in a suite at Waldorf Astoria in New York to play a significant role. The hotel agreed to donate a bottle of Scotch to help, but due to some misunderstanding they offered all the alcohol, which flows freely throughout the day.
The word vote in Salt Lake City should be sent immediately by telegraph to the United Press office in New York and then to the telegraph operator set up at the hotel. De Casseres was supposed to drink and drink and Smith wrote about the assistant.
But Smith had secretly cooked another way. He arranged for the telegraph operator to give him a three-way signal immediately before telling him about the dismissal. At the ceremony, Smith hurriedly picked up a long Scotch swig. Soon, the agent shouted “Flash! Work ban has been removed!” So De Casseres manages to raise his glass.
“With all the courage of a man hitting a bad horn in his nose, he threw a Scotch ball into his teeth, and with a strong smile, knocked them down in front of only two journalists, journalists and filmmakers – one and a half seconds after the Prohibition was abolished.” “Mr. Smith wrote to United Press in an article that was published this morning in newspapers across the country.
“It didn’t make much sense than all that was written,” he recalls later, “but it did have a word.”
For a long time he kept it a secret that just before the De Casseres swim, Mr. Smith drank his first 13-year-old beer in the United States. He revealed the truth years later in his book “Low Man on a Totem Pole.”
The book had a lot of writing since he was a child writer. As I read it at the age of 13, the hope of one day becoming a journalist I was also as far off as being the president of Guatemala, borrowing the words of H. Allen.
I was still reading H. Allen Smith a few years later when, for reasons I could not understand, the teachers started asking me to write with them.
Over time, I was able to look at Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Steinbeck and other professionals. But anything I could be a writer of would not be without MAD, “The World Almanac”… and H. Allen Smith.
Guest writer Chuck Stinnett can be reached at [email protected]