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About The print. (Oregon City, Oregon) 1977-1989 | View Entire Issue (Dec. 2, 1981)
Epidemic hits The Print It’s striking everywhere, without any discrimination against sex, religion, age, or any other areas. Its victim is college clubs and organizations, striking many colleges throughout the state, If not the country. What is it? It’s a lack of membership. Through past editorials and stories published in The Print so far this term, it has been made evident how hard this culprit has hit the Associated Student Government. In the Senatorial elec tions there weren’t even enough petitions turned-in to fill the positions open. Fortunately there were enough write-in candidates to complete the Senate. ASG haB', by no means, been the only club or organization hit. In fact, most clubs and organiza tions on this campus have fallen prey to the epidemic. Among those struck by the disease has been The Print. Things looked great for The Print as the time was narrowing down to the beginning of fall term. It seemed as though about 10 people would be returning from the previous year’s staff. That’s pretty much how it turned out, but there weren’t all that many new members. This has all been leading up to the fact that THE PRINT NEEDS HELP. Realizing this is the week everyone gets to register for winter term, all that is asked is that The Print be remembered while you’re going through this process. The Print needs help In every way imaginable. We need writers, artists, photographers, sales per sons, and even people with story ideas. At current membership, It’s impossi ble for The Print to know what’s going on everywhere concerning this College. To be an official member of the staff, register for Publications Lab, listed for 1 p.m. Mon days, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Otherwise if any story idea pops into your head, let a member of The Print know, so that a reporter can be put on it, or write it yourself. Writing for The Print is your chance to find out what’s really going on at this College. On many stories more is found out than what is eventually published. There are times when the things that get un covered aren’t fit to be printed. Being a writer will allow you to find out some of those things very few people,know. Some stories will lead you to dead ends, but that’s the fun of it. It’s when you know something’s happening, but you find people aren’t willing to talk about it. Now comes the excitement of digging up information some people don’t want you to know about, but it’s Many times this must your duty to your readers to be done under the pressure find out the truth. essay finals, in any of the of a deadline. Therefore, classes you’re taking, when it comes time for you’ll be better equipped to handle the pressure writing Besides knowing the situation. inside story of what’s going on, there are other assets attained by working for The Print. One of the big advan tages is writing. Writing for a newspaper will help you to organize your thoughts to come to say what you want them to. Cartoonist’s death triggers fond memory Wally Wood died last week, and chances are that you’ve never heard of him. Most people haven’t heard of Wood, and that’s OK; he was not a headline grabber. mained good till the 70’s. Granted, that is not usually considered a profession that warrants an editorial. In fact, his was a job that 99.9 percent of the people couldn’t care less about. By J. Dana Haynes But to a few of us, he was important. Wallace Wood was a comic book artist, who got into the business in the 40’s and re When 1 was growing up in various, small towns in Idaho, I acquired a taste for what my folks call funny-books, and what Is formally known as com- staff THE PRINT, a member of the Oregon Newspaper Publishers Association, aims to be a fair and impar tial journalistic medium covering the campus com munity as thoroughly as possible. Opinions express ed in THE PRINT do not necessarily reflect those of the College administration, faculty, Associated Stu dent Government or other staff members of THE PRINT. office: Trailer B; telephone: 657-8400, ext. 309 or 310 editor. Rick Obrltschkewltsch news editor: J. Dana Haynes; arts editor Tina Riggs feature editor: Amy DeVour sports editor Wanda Percival *■ photo editor Duane Hlersche; copy editor: Mike Rose staff writers: Kristi Blackman, Alison Hull Thomas A. Rhodes, Tracy Telgland, Daria Weinberger staff photographers: Duffy Coffman, Jay Qraham cartoonists: Jim Adams, J. Dana Haynes business manager: Joan Seely typesetter Pennle Keefer; graphics: Lynn Griffith advisor Dana Splelmann page 2 ic books (there’s a subtle dif ference between the two}. That’s where I first encountered Wood’s work. Not that the hero was so great, or the inevitable fight so wonderful. None of that really mattered, not to me. Once in a while, I’d stumble onto an ar tist! Someone who made the little men in the funky costumes seem a little bit more realistic, more alive. There was a one-story house in Twin Fdlls, Idaho that the owners had converted into a book store. As far as I know, it’s still there. I remember detouring on my way home In those boxes, in that from Vera C. O’Leary-Junior shop, I’d find a Bill Everett or a High School to stop by “The Will Eisner. Or a Wally Wood. Book Worm.” In one corner Oh, that was what I collected were three cardboard boxes comics for! That was the little with the General Mills’ logo extra that I drooled over. stamped on them. Inside these Those clean inks, those sym boxes were comics, more or metrical shadows, those sup less alphabetically organized. porting figures with receding I can dimly remember hairlines, or horn-rimmed kneeling in front: of these tat glasses or ponches. Those tered boxes • and thumbing human figures. Me. And the through dozens of used, back people I saw every day. They issues. I would skim quickly excited me so damn much. past the funny animal comics, I also remember my breeze through the “Archies” father, telling me that I was old and snub “Dennis the enough to forget about those Menace,” till I found what I was funny-books. They Were for lit looking for: Super heroes. tle boys, not for me. And I Ah, how my eyes shined. remember trying to explain to Superman, Spidey, the Fan him that, at the age of IB, I tastic Four and the Blue Beetle. kept hearing Walter Cronkite Heroes and viilians, super talking about inflation, and the \powers and uncomplicated president being a crook, and struggles of old fashioned good Israel knocking the hell out of versus old fashioned evil. I lov someone, and I didn’t unders tand it all. ed them. And in this cardboard heaven, once in a very great while, I would stumble upon one of the really good ones. didn’t seem to affect us. The comics reflected that peace. Especially the good ones. Now, it’s a decade later. I’ve decided what to do with my life; I’m a fighting-young- journalist-with-morals-and- principals. Every week, I spend more time seeking truth and “writing” wrongs than I do with my wife. J live for the chance to expose some flaw in society (and I’m reminded of Jeff McNelly’s cómic strip “Shoe,” and the newspaper in it called The Tattler Tribune). Meanwhile, while I was fit ting into the world of Dad and Cronkite, Wally Wood grew old. He had diabetes, kidney failure, and his eyes weren’t so good anymore. Last week, when he was supposed to begin dialysis treatments, Wood shot himself in the head and died. I still collect comic books, only with a bit more fervor than before. And I still search for the góod ones. The ones that are simple, yet caring. Like the ones Wally Wood did. Wally Wood is not a name one usually sees in a newspaper. He wasn’t a shaker nor a mover, he didn’t control Truth to tell, I really didn’t, lives nor wield great power. care. Life was peaceful enough■ Wally Wood drew comic in Twin Falls, and if the preSi-' books, and made a few people dent was one of the bad guys, it happy. Clackamas Communitv College
