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.

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.

Precision is not one of the qualities that comes out in my work.

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

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

Everything was sensory and I never saw the structure in anything.

In other words, DC was never harmed by the paper shortages.