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.

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

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

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

I was hired as a penciler.

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

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