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Mort Meskin Was A Consummate Professional, Dedicated To His Work. A Great Talent.

Everybody Was Wary. This Was A Time When Communists Marched Through The Streets, Waving Flags And Shouting. The Unions Did The Same Thing So You Began To Associate Them.

An Artist Has To Be Humble, An Editor Must Be Officious, And A Publisher Must Be Somewhere Out In The Galaxy Enjoying Godhood. It Was A Caste System, Pure And Simple. And It Was Accepted That Way. Nobody Thought Of Contracts, Nobody Thought Of Insisting On Better Deals.

I've Done Things That I Wouldn't Ordinarily Seem Capable Of Doing. And I've Proven Myself In Situations Where There's Life And Death At Stake. And So, I Can Live With Myself Knowing That It's Not A Matter Of Guts Or Anything Like That. It's A Matter Of Willingness To Go The Length, To Transcend Yourself.

I Wasn't The Kind Of Student That Pratt Was Looking For. They Wanted Patient People Who Would Work On Something Forever. I Didn't Want To Work On Any Project Forever. I Intended To Get Things Done.