Comic book lit fuse of my imagination
I must have been about 10 when my mother purchased that comic book for me, because fourth-grade social studies curriculum has always centered on New York State history. I remember being mesmerized by the Iroquois Indians, as we incorrectly called them in those days. I even remember having a “tom-tom” with a picture of a scalp-locked, fearsome looking brave ready to strike fear in the hearts of his enemies inked into the drum-skin.
But I never realized, until holding that comic in my hands again after so many years of it standing guard on the left side of bookshelf number two, that it was the spark! It was the primeval muck from which my lifelong interest in the history of indigenous people sprang and evolved.
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Writerfella here --
Rob, was that Hopi Kachina coloring book typed in stereo or printed in just plain mono?
All Best
Russ Bates
'writerfella'
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