Remembering Murphy Anderson (1926-2015)

By now, you've probably heard about the passing of comic book great, Murphy Anderson. I don't know if there's anything I can say that hasn't already been said about the comics giant, but a man as wonderful as he was deserves as many tributes as the internet can hold.

The artist at work, Photo via Berserker Books

When I look back on my childhood and all the people I was lucky enough to meet at conventions, Murphy Anderson immediately comes to mind. Even though I was just a kid, I was always struck by his kindness and charm -- not to mention, his low and distinctive voice. Anyone who heard him speak will keep that voice with them for a long time. I know I will. I can hear it as I write this!

You may not think of romance comics when you think of Murphy Anderson, but like so many artists of the Silver Age, he worked on a handful. His romance pencils and inks may not be as identifiable as some artists, but I am getting to know them better as time goes on. Below are a few examples I have in my collection.

Perhaps the most unforgettable story Murphy worked on was "I Found My Love at the Woodstock Festival!" if only for its sheer novelty. I continue to be unsure of the penciler, but the inks are by Anderson.

"I Found My Love at the Woodstock Festival!" Falling in Love #118 (October 1970)

Though disputed, "Will No One Trust Me Again?" from Girls' Love Stories #155 appears to have been inked by Anderson (via Joe Orlando's records). EDIT: Most likely not Anderson (see comments).

"Will No One Trust Me Again?" Girls' Love Stories #155 (November 1970)

I see a few possible artists in the pages of "Too Good to Be Loved," but the GCD credits Anderson with pencils and inks.

"Too Good to Be Loved" Girls' Romances #149 (June 1970)

"Unloved and Unwanted!" demonstrates Anderson's expressiveness as an inker. The characters are so dynamic and practically jump off the page! The original signed page can be seen here.

"Unloved and Unwanted!" Girls' Romances #151 (September 1971)

As we continue to lose the talented folks who were the backbone of the industry for so long, I'm comforted to know that their legacy lives on. In these pages, in our hearts, and in Murphy Anderson's case... in my ears. Rest in Peace, kind sir.