One day two years ago in Wisconsin a hard-working cartoonist named Carl Anderson sweated over an idea for a drawing he hoped to sell the Saturday Evening Post. Slowly, painfully the idea took form as a swaybacked, pot-bellied horse and two small boys. One boy was bald as a buzzard. The other boy lifted him up until his naked pate pressed against the horse's sagging belly. Asked the second boy, "Does your head feel warmer now, Henry?"
The $50 paid him by Satevepost for that cartoon looked exceedingly good to Carl Anderson, but...
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