Issue 3 of The Cimmerian. Edited by Leo Grin | Illustrated by Jason Castagna – 40 pages.
This issue was printed in two editions. The deluxe edition, numbered 1–75, uses a black linen cover with foil-stamped blood-red text. The limited edition, numbered 76–225, uses a blood-red cover with solid black text.
- “Cross Plains or Bust” by Leo Grin (Editorial)
- “Cross Plains Memories” by Leo Grin, with Bill “Indy” Cavalier, Mark Finn, Chris Gruber, James Reasoner, Gary Romeo, Damon Sasser, and Tom Verhaaren
- “Sacred Ground” by Robert Weinberg
- “Announcements” by Leo Grin
- “A Spirit on the Wind” by Frank Coffman (poem)
- “He Was Deadly” by Don Herron
- “The Lion’s Den” by Darrell Schweitzer, Gary Romeo,
- James Reasoner, Frank Coffman, and Charles Hoffman
- (letter column)
|Publisher :||Leo Grin|
|Year :||August 2004|
|Format :||Chapbook ( 6.9 x 8.5, saddle stapled)|
|Cover :||Jason Castagna|
|Illustrations :||Jason Castagna|
DELUXE COPIES DESTROYED: 0
LIMITED COPIES DESTROYED: 37
Features full coverage of Howard Days 2004, including thousands of words of commentary from numerous attendees, many pictures from the event, a transcript of the keynote address at the Howard Days banquet, a recollection of meeting someone who knew Howard, a poetic tribute to Howard by Frank Coffman, Letters, Announcements, and more.
As always, the trek up Caddo Peak was a joy. Once again the unbroken views of the Texas landscape found at this peak provide a most satisfying reward for those daring souls who risk life and limb (and cardiac arrest for some very un-barbarian-like fans) to scale its rough hide. We were warned by the local ranch hands, who escort us to the top of Caddo Peak each year, to keep a wary eye out for rattlesnakes, chiggers, and Pigeons from Hell — the latter apparently had been spotted in increasing numbers on June 10.
— Chris Gruber, from “Cross Plains Memories” by Leo Grin
My parents weren’t upset because they saw nothing wrong with collecting books. After all, how many paperbacks or magazines could I accumulate?
Sooner or later, as my mother said one day, “how long can you do it before it gets boring?” My mother, who turned eighty-nine this year, still wonders when that’s going to happen.
— from “Sacred Ground” by Robert Weinberg
One gaunt land there, seeming to shun the sun,
Clouds piled forever, arching hill on hill:
Cimmeria! Its dark woods stir again,
Rustling in shadows deep — then all goes still.
— from “A Spirit on the Wind” by Frank Coffman
According to Baker, Robert E. Howard “talked real slow” and “his voice was kind of like. . . ”
— from “‘He Was Deadly’” by Don Herron