The Saturday Evening Post or How I Got Married
By Randy Enos
When I was a tadpole, my family subscribed to The Saturday Evening Post. Each week when it arrived at our house, I would have my little sister take it, before I could see it, and stand across the room from me and turn the pages slowly as I named off each illustrator and cartoonist recognizing them by their styles. As I grew older and read more and more about these artists in books and magazines, I found a common thread. An awful lot of them lived in Westport, Connecticut. Curious!
Later on, after I graduated from high school, I went to art school in Boston which was not far from my hometown of New Bedford. In my second year there, a beautiful girl showed up in the classes. I asked her name and where she was from. She said Westport, Connecticut!
I said, “That’s where all the illustrators live.”
She said, “Yes, I know them all!”
I said, “What do you mean you know them all?”
She said, “My mother is a painter and she and my father own a frame shop and they frame all the artists’ work and my mother and the illustrators get a model and draw and paint from them every week. I go to the life classes and sit there with them and draw right next to Steven Dohanos and Harold von Schmidt and Robert Fawcett and…”
So, I married her immediately.
And I went to live in Westport and got to not only meet all my heroes, but become close friends with many of them.
