Comics were going down for the second time and here, all of a sudden, came this thing and for the next fifteen years, romance comics were about the top sellers in the field; they outsold everything.

I was hired to do as many Boy Commando, Newsboy Legion, and Sandman stories as I could.

But I was also a big mouth, I started to develop a troubled relationship with Harry Shorten.

Coming into the business, you'd pass through these little agencies until you got to understand what was happening in the business, unless you were really able to have a style strong enough to go directly to the publishers.

DC used to print up all of their pages, they were the only company that did it.

I was not too smart and constantly mouthed off and didn't know anything.

By the end of the 50s, everything began to collapse and, little by little, I lost all of my work. I lost Rex, the Wonder Dog and all the westerns.