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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Copyreader. Sitting in the slot of the Beaumont, Texas, Enterprise is a husky, blue-eyed, partly deaf Irishman named Carl Shannon, who left a good job as draftsman and designer in a Pittsburgh steel mill to become a newspaperman. After a turn in Pittsburgh he went to New York, landed a job as ship's news reporter by swearing he had been a ship's news reporter in Denver. From New York he went to Albany, then took to the road, working sometimes as reporter, sometimes as slot-&-rim man. He followed carnivals as pressagent, married a carnival...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Old Timers | 8/7/1939 | See Source »

...been there ever since-in spite of occasional carouses (for which he would always apologize in 2,000-word letters), in spite of threats to inefficient assistants to "come around the desk and get you," in spite of a sit-down strike he once conducted to get a good assistant a raise. Shannon took the assistant out to a park bench and sat there with him until the raise went through...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Old Timers | 8/7/1939 | See Source »

Smitty sneers at young photographers who talk about angles, shadows and art. He has been in the business for 37 years and he just takes pictures. His judgment of distance is so good that he can pick out an object yards away and estimate its size and distance within a fraction of an inch. On an assignment he shows swimmers how to swim, prizefighters how to fight, baseball players how to run bases. When Dottie Dee (now of Sally Rand's ranch) described how she put on gold paint for her dance, Smitty said she did that wrong...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Old Timers | 8/7/1939 | See Source »

...good, the bird, It's good, the bird, it's good, it's good, it's good. The bird it's good...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Science: Willie's Tales | 8/7/1939 | See Source »

When a Laguna Beach, Calif. garage owner named Harold Bradley was solemnly tapped on the back by his grey-haired fellow citizen Roy M. Ropp and told: "You are The Laughing Cavalier," he neither called a cop, took to his heels, nor swung on the tapper. Like all good Lagunites, Bradley knew at once that this tapping singled him out for an honor-the honor of depicting one of the Living Masterpieces in Director Ropp's famed "Pageant of the Masters...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: In Laguna | 8/7/1939 | See Source »

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