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

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.

I was hired as a penciler.

It was exactly an assembly line. You could look into infinity down these rows of drawing tables.

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.

If I had one quality that really ruined me and at the same time helped me, it was the fact that I never stopped looking, and by that time I was really working at it.

All of the penciling was consistently done by one person and the inking was whoever could finish on time.