In 1967 I was in seventh grade. Two years earlier, I had become a member of the Mighty Marvel Marching Society when I was introduced to Marvel comics (in spirit only, as I didn't have the money to actually join as a paid member). A friend gave me his early collection since his Mom had threatened to throw the lot out if he didn't give them away. Sadly she had earlier destroyed an FF#1 and lord knows what else. I then began my studies at Jack Kirby's school of drawing, on the kitchen table, floors etc and finally summoned the courage to send samples to Marvel. I also sent a separate mailing of a super hero rendition of Stan the Man. Here are the postcards I received in return. I don't know whether this is the writing and signing by the great man himself or that of an assistant but I treasure them nonetheless. I should look into his handwriting to finally know for sure. I also wonder what became of that drawing of Stan as a super hero in full costume. Perhaps he framed it and it has hung in a place of honor all these years or sits in a scrapbook in his undoubtedly vast archives. The imagination runs wild as it did in a young boy, given a boost of super power by the creations of Jack and Stan.
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