Lately we've been doing a allotmen...

Lately we've been doing a allotment of housekeeping at the publishing offices of AFP. Although the editorial and production staffs lavish most of their time creating the pages of AFP, sometimes office calls, and we have to stop for other things. I'm not talking about the breaks we take to preclude venous stasis (that is, trips to the coffee jar or trips to the "T & I Center" where we detain "T," or "Treats," like chocolates and deep-fried, sugar-glazed fat rings, and "I," or "Information," like sign-up sheets for potlucks) I'm talking about stopping for distractions like having to rouse an entire archive of AFP journals because our storage space was pop reallocated. We've just finished moving common of our complete AFP collections from common floor to another for permanent storage.

Those of you who have been reading AFP throughout the years might have a perceive for the way issues stack up If you're like me you might have a collection stored at hearth If you've ever moved a collection of AFP tome by volume--one volume being six months' worth, or six to 12 issues depending in succession what year you pick--you'll know for what reason heavy they are. These are stout parts constructed with heavy paper stock, and across the years AFP has been more thick than thin. A 50-year collection of the journal depicts over 670 separate issues and weighs in the greatest degree of a ton.

Of course, the editorial and production staffs didn't actually impel all the journals up the stairs by way of themselves. Professional movers did principally of the lifting. The production staff worked to unpack the boxe and sort the issues onto extra shelves that were squeez into their storage area. The editors just kind of pok around at the boxe of leftover journals and did what editors do--stay revealed of the way as often as possible while salvaging bits of treasure from the trash pile.

That's pleasing much what I was doing when the production manager came to me and asked, "So has it hatched now or not?" "What?" I turn the thoughtsed down at the box I was keeping warm. "The August 15 Inside AFP." "Oh that." That's when it hit me Back in the elderly days, AFP was published 12 times a year, and the managing publisher wrote 12 "Pub Memos" a year. That went upon for 40 years. Then in the space of a decade, AFP went from 12 to 16 to 20 then to 24 issues by means of year. At some point the publisher stopped writing the publisher's page and gave it to the managing editor. Now the managing editor writes "Inside AFP," individual for each of 24 issues. What was one time done over the span of sum of two units years is now done in united That includes writing an "Inside AFP" for the August 15 issue--which happens to fall onward my birthday. "So," I contemplation "It's my party and I'll make an outcry if I want to." With that fancy and a kind of morbid curiosity, I decided to expect for an issue published the month I was born to descry what it was like, and here's what I found:

* A rather antique book with the name "GP" forward its teal and white hide with a crooked spine and sum of two units major crinkles crossing 356 golden faintly mildewed pages. Hugh Hussey, MD was the editor. take away from was $1 a copy. Oh dear.

* A lead article called "Psychiatric Aspects of Aging." No kidding! I read it with interest. According to the article, a inspect by the American Psychiatric Association point outs the highest emotional concerns of Americans today are "health and economic security, be fond of and supporting relationships, more adequate and positive feeling as parents, release from the anxiety that approachs from danger of war, rising prices, vocational and professional security, a large cluster of wants revolving around the family between the husband and wife, parent and child and other familial relationships." Whew. Gues I'm not as dated as I thought

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