As one who remembers those days as an active member (who joined in 1972, #607), before this snowball gets to rollin' too fast, I would point out that all the problems with the subject editor didn't suddenly occur near the expiration of his term of service.
Before he took it over, The Antique Motorcycle was produced for many years by hand by Ernie & Betty Biddle and later Earl Chalfant, among others. It was hand-typed and assembled "on the kitchen table," and it was a labor of love. And, it stood out as an outstanding volunteer-club publication for that era.
In the early 70's, what people from other regions soon started calling "The Florida Mafia" took over leadership of the AMC (it wasn't called "AMCA" in those days) and C.C. was appointed editor because he was involved in the printing trade, and was able to significantly dress up the looks of the magazine; but content was suddenly found to be absent. In response almost immediately the complaints started coming up from the peninsula that he wasn't getting enough input.
Well, he was all the way down in Florida. Previous editors had been major players-officers and board members of the club who attended every meet, from Florida to New Jersey to Davenport, Iowa (and gasoline was was also 29.9 cents a gallon; 34.9 for "high test").
In those days, the club membership was run on a calendar-year basis. Everyone paid early in the year ($6) and was promised four magazines, through December. Almost immediately after it moved to Florida, the magazine started coming out later-and-later. There was no longer any such thing as a "deadline," and it first came to a head in 1976, where, at the first Board meeting of the year, dues had to be raised to $12 a year.
This caused quite a stir later that year, when in December, members who counted the magazine as their main connection with the club had received two issues: Spring (in May)and Summer (in October), with Christmas just around the corner.
Editorials started appearing in chapter newsletters towards the end of 1976, calling on Charlie to either fulfill the duties of his office, or graciously step down and allow someone to take up it who could. Founder Emmett Moore, of New Jersey, and otherwise retired, even volunteered to take over as editor and promised on-time delivery. The Florida-based club leadership rallied around Charlie, mostly out of regional loyalty, I guess, who was by now getting a reputation as someone with the kindly personality of a Florida water mocassin.
He stuck it out, for a few more years, seemingly mostly out of "pride," before it all became too much for all concerned, and the final chapter to his tender was finally written in the '80s, that some of the newbies here have already recalled.
Kindly Club President, the late Bob McClean actually took it over and published it at least to the professional standard clubmembers had come to expect by then, and always insured it was interesting and informative; and on time.
There's a reason he was passed over for Honorary membership, years ago. Let's not cast a tint upon the past with rose-colored glasses just because it was long ago. It was actually one of the darkest periods in AMC-AMCA history.
Before he took it over, The Antique Motorcycle was produced for many years by hand by Ernie & Betty Biddle and later Earl Chalfant, among others. It was hand-typed and assembled "on the kitchen table," and it was a labor of love. And, it stood out as an outstanding volunteer-club publication for that era.
In the early 70's, what people from other regions soon started calling "The Florida Mafia" took over leadership of the AMC (it wasn't called "AMCA" in those days) and C.C. was appointed editor because he was involved in the printing trade, and was able to significantly dress up the looks of the magazine; but content was suddenly found to be absent. In response almost immediately the complaints started coming up from the peninsula that he wasn't getting enough input.
Well, he was all the way down in Florida. Previous editors had been major players-officers and board members of the club who attended every meet, from Florida to New Jersey to Davenport, Iowa (and gasoline was was also 29.9 cents a gallon; 34.9 for "high test").
In those days, the club membership was run on a calendar-year basis. Everyone paid early in the year ($6) and was promised four magazines, through December. Almost immediately after it moved to Florida, the magazine started coming out later-and-later. There was no longer any such thing as a "deadline," and it first came to a head in 1976, where, at the first Board meeting of the year, dues had to be raised to $12 a year.
This caused quite a stir later that year, when in December, members who counted the magazine as their main connection with the club had received two issues: Spring (in May)and Summer (in October), with Christmas just around the corner.
Editorials started appearing in chapter newsletters towards the end of 1976, calling on Charlie to either fulfill the duties of his office, or graciously step down and allow someone to take up it who could. Founder Emmett Moore, of New Jersey, and otherwise retired, even volunteered to take over as editor and promised on-time delivery. The Florida-based club leadership rallied around Charlie, mostly out of regional loyalty, I guess, who was by now getting a reputation as someone with the kindly personality of a Florida water mocassin.
He stuck it out, for a few more years, seemingly mostly out of "pride," before it all became too much for all concerned, and the final chapter to his tender was finally written in the '80s, that some of the newbies here have already recalled.
Kindly Club President, the late Bob McClean actually took it over and published it at least to the professional standard clubmembers had come to expect by then, and always insured it was interesting and informative; and on time.
There's a reason he was passed over for Honorary membership, years ago. Let's not cast a tint upon the past with rose-colored glasses just because it was long ago. It was actually one of the darkest periods in AMC-AMCA history.
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