Once, There Was a Fanzine ....

My friend "The Kizer" and I were deeply into comics back in the late 1960s. So much so, that I proposed we make our own "fanzine." At the time, fanzine meant a certain kind of amateur publication made by and for fans. The idea of this type of fanzine started in the science fiction fan community, but as far as I've been able to document, sometime in the early 1960s, comic book fanzines started to appear as well. 

Excelsior #1 cover, drawn by my
pal, The Kizer. 

For my pal and me, it's unclear exactly when we found out about fanzines. I think we might have attended Phil Seuling's Comic Art Convention in New York City in 1967 or 1968, and that could have been where the door opened for us. 

I know I got onto the mailing list of something called the DallasCon Bulletin, which I probably first saw at the Comic Art Convention. It was published by a group of fans who intended to put on a science fiction fan convention in Dallas. The bulletin was their vehicle to build up excitement for their convention. It was through the bulletin, I think, that I first heard of Fantasy Illustrated. This was a fanzine that combined original comic stories with reviews, history and news about comic books. 

Fantasy Illustrated's publisher was Bill Spicer, and he had high hopes for extending the form of the comics. So much so, that as I subscribed to Fantasy Illustrated, Spicer decided to change its name to Graphic Story Magazine. He was a proponent of the form and felt that if there would ever be comic books aimed at something other than "the bubblegum brigade" (i.e., young kids), then the form would have to be called something other than comic books. After all, the name "comic book" was based on the idea that these were "funnies," but the kinds of storytelling possibilities that Spicer saw were maybe akin to the French art films that were making noise at the time. It was in the pages of Graphic Story Magazine that I first heard of a "graphic novel." Nowadays, that's a commonplace. 

Angels on the train

Yesterday, we went to the ballgame in Phoenix. It was a big event for my wife and me because it was the first time we'd been to a big indoor venue since February of 2020, just as the world was shutting down for the years of the plague. 

The venue was Chase Field, renowned for its swimming pool and retractable roof, which rarely gets opened up during day games, especially as we approach June and the other summer months. 

The first test was taking the Metro light rail into downtown Phoenix. We chose a park and ride that had indoor parking. Our rail ride would take us through downtown Tempe and the Arizona State University campus (right past the school's basketball arena and football stadium) over the Tempe Town Lake (a dammed-up portion of the Salt River, or Rio Salado), a stop at the Sky Harbor airport's Sky Train and into downtown Phoenix by the Phoenix Convention Center. 

We wore masks aboard the train, but many did not. To each his own. 

Once we parked in the park and ride, we walked across the street to the light rail station and attempted to purchase tickets. I had trouble getting the automated kiosk to accept my credit card. A friendly gent, who I thought worked for the Metro line, came over to help out, and he figured out that I was putting my chip into the slot backwards. Sorry for the confusion, but two years of just tapping the card softened my insert-card-here skills. It turned out that he was not a Metro employee and was wearing his Diamondbacks colors. My wife called him an angel sent to make our day easy and enjoyable. 

So for the first time in a long time, we were out in a place where we didn't know people, with an assortment of strangers just waiting for the train. We chatted with the guy who helped us. There was another guy waiting who was dressed up as security, but actually that was his costume for Phoenix Fan Fusion, a comics and other pop culture event being held at the Convention Center. Another attendee, dressed all in black as Obi-Wan Kenobi - with contact lenses and a swooshing, lights-up lightsaber - also bought a ticket and stood with us. 

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