A blog post from long ago courtesy of my defunct Marvel blog, this one about the late Flo Steinberg
July 7, 2008 | 1:00 AM | By Tom_Brevoort | In General
Flo Steinberg gave me her Stan Lee Slurpee cup.
Flo’s cleaning out her apartment, so she’s trying to hand off as much stuff to interested parties as she can, so that it doesn’t just all get turned over to the trashman.
I’ve already got multiple copies of BIG APPLE COMIX, the one-shot underground comic book that Flo edited and published back in the 1970s. Just about everyone around here has got one at this point, as she continues to unburden herself of possessions.
For those that don’t know, Flo is our greatest living link to the Marvel-that-was, the Marvel of posterity. Back in the early 1960s, Flo was Stan Lee’s gal Friday, one of maybe two or three people (along with production man Sol Brodsky) who worked in the Marvel offices at close to the very beginning.
She became beloved to a whole generation of fans as Marvel’s corresponding secretary, charged with filling out and mailing out the postcards that used to be sent out to every person who sent in a letter of comment. Eventually, the task became too daunting, and the postcards were discontinued in favor of the Merry Marvel Marching Society.
(I recently lost out on an ebay bid for one of those postcards. I wanted to return it to Flo and get her to sign it again.)
These days, and for the last decade or so, Flo has been our head proofreader. She’s an always-entertaining, fiery little pixie of a woman, and we’re glad to have her around.
(That’s not a photograph of Flo’s Stan Lee Slurpee cup, though—it’s an image I stole off of the Internet. The cape and gloves are actually yellow on the real thing, which sits on my desk.)
I don’t like anybody–but I like Flo Steinberg.
One thought on “Blah Blah Blog – Flo”
I loved Flo, seeing her in some YouTube videos talking about Stan and his plotting sessions etc, and I think in ‘Herb Trimpe We Love You’ (B&W) was great to see. Sorely missed, like the rest of the Bullpen from those halcyon years…