I discovered science fiction fandom in 1957, 
when I wrote to an Alabama fan named Billy Joe 
Plott who had bragged about his 'magazine' Mael- 
strom in the letter column of a science fiction comic 
book.  I was not even thirteen years old at the time.  
Soon afterwards I began writing for Maelstrom, and 
a bit later for other fanzines across the country.  
Fanzines were my first real form of fanac.
  
	 
Even then, I was already an avid reader of science 
fiction.  About that same time, I had answered 
an ad in the back of an issue of F&SF from The 
Werewolf Bookshop in Verona, Pennsylvania.  It 
was really just a book remainder house; you sent 
them money and they sent back lots of books, you 
didn't get to pick which ones.  Most of the ones I 
received were worthless or uninteresting in the 
extreme, but one title I got startled me by its look 
and feel, and by its general production value.  It 
was The Throne of Saturn, by S. Fowler Wright, 
published by a company about which I knew nothing: 
Arkham House.  So I wrote to their address and 
asked for information on other titles, and in a very 
short time I was in almost weekly correspondence 
with August Derleth.
  
	 I'd also discovered another operation that advertised in 
Astounding, Pick-A-Book of Hicksville, 
New York.  This proved to be the Gnome Press 
attempt to compete with the SF Book Club and, 
somehow, I wound up corresponding like mad with 
Marty Greenberg.  Thanks to both of these men I 
got a real grounding in the business side of science 
fiction and fantasy, a lot of advice, and, in the case 
of Derleth, an opening of correspondence with 
other famous folks like Robert Bloch, Fritz Leiber, 
and Clark Ashton Smith.
  
	 I did my first fanzine in 1960, a very primitive 
affair called Centaur.  It was basically of the then-popular 
faanish sort, and was done with my neighbor and good friend Harry Brashear, who was on 
the fringes of fandom but was a pretty good spot 
artist.  He drew the cover and managed to trace a 
lot of the submitted artwork from well known fan 
artists of the time on standard mimeo stencils using 
a kitchen fork.
  
	 The problem was, of course, I had no money to 
produce it and no means, either.  Harry solved this 
by having us walk into nearby Forest Park High 
School (the template, by the way, for Rydell High 
in Grease), go into the printing room, and run off 
about fifty copies of Centaur using the school's 
mimeograph and mimeo paper.  Not a really shocking thing, 
except, of course, that I didn't attend 
Forest Park High.  Instead, at that time I was going 
to Baltimore City College, which was a high school 
that also had a first-year junior college.  Baltimore 
City was a very old school, third oldest in the 
United States, and it was housed in a massive stone 
castle-like building on a large campus.  It also at the
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