"And thus I was born..." Jack Kirby's 95th Birthday

Jack Kirby would have been 95 years old on the 28th of August. To celebrate this I've decided to let him speak for himself, in a manner of speaking. The following text appeared in FOOM #8 and marks one of the few times that Kirby wrote a prose piece about his life. It seems apt that Kirby should be the focus on his birthday, as opposed to those who'll write about themselves and how they interact(ed) with the man. So, go ahead, read The King's words and rejoice... And thus I was born, amidst questions, questions ... "Can it be a Leprechaun?" asked Mrs. Rafferty. "A Prince of the Blood, maybe?" laughed Mrs. Goldberg. "Not that anaemic runt," replied the good doctor as he shot a compassionate glance at my mother and handed my father the bill. Not quite convinced that he'd made medical history, the dazed physician clattered down three flights of unswept stairs and into the first rays of dawn. The place, New York City. The date, A