I also have a distinct memory of Mr. Cassill telling April, "I feel my role here is like Ma Joad's in Steinbeck's The Grapes of Wrath. I tell everybody to stay on the car all the while knowing we might never get to that happy place in California." Well, April Gornik did get there. The print room was where it was happening. It was messy and the intelectual fire was fed by John Baird.
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