The pages of the Tribune have produced some of the greats of journalism, not the least of whom is John T. McCutcheon an editorial cartoonist for the paper from 1903 through the end of World War II. McCutcheon won the paper its first Pulitzer Prize in 1931 with his drawing of a victim of a depression-era bank failure. His body of work is extensive and includes the paper’s legendary annual Thanksgiving post Injun Summer.
This week (June 10, 2018) saw the departure of the Chicago
Tribune’s editorial and business offices from the Tribune Tower, a gothic architectural masterpiece that is an
integral part of both the city’s skyline and its history. While all things must change, this bit of “progress”
strikes close to home, both as a lifelong Tribune reader, and as a former employee
– I worked on the eighth floor of the Tribune from 1972 through 1978. As legions of others can attest, walking
through the lobby of the Tower every morning is a heady experience,
particularly when you are only 21, and new in the big city. It just seems wrong for the paper to no longer be at the Tower.
Last year, I read/reviewed a biography of another
staple of Chicago journalism, George Ade, a columnist, author and playwright. Ade and McCutcheon were both natives of Indiana
and attended Purdue University. They
were friends at Purdue, roommates early in their careers, and remained
life-long friends.
Reading Tony Garel-Frantzen’s biography of McCutcheon, Slow
Ball Cartoonist, was for me like a history lesson of my neighborhood. When
McCutcheon and Ade first began their journalism careers in Chicago they shared
a studio apartment near 8th & Wabash, around the corner from where
I live at 9th & State.
Their frequent train rides always routed them through Dearborn Station a building which is
now a protected architectural landmark that is out my back door, its clocktower
is the centerpiece of my skyline view.
When McCutcheon’s career progressed a little, he moved his work space
into the Fine Arts Building a couple
of blocks away on Michigan Avenue next to the Auditorium Theater & Roosevelt
University, each of which are architectural landmarks from a bygone era.
And while I thoroughly enjoyed the Chicago settings in this
biography, what I really loved was McCutcheon’s non-stop world travels. As a war correspondent he covered the Spanish-American War from
Manila, and San Juan Hill, and was one of hordes of journalists in Paris in1919 for the Peace Talks which ended the “Great War” and divided up the world. He used his fame as a prominent newspaperman to literally badger his way into early aviation, including over enemy lines in World War I.
As a friend and confidant of his boss Col.
Robert McCormick, the Tribune’s politically powerful editor and publisher, he
was someone every politician in the country wanted to befriend – he was selective,
a friend and fan of Teddy Roosevelt, and an acquaintance and non-fan of William
McKinley.
Recommendation: For nostalgia, for Chicago history, for
journalism 101, and for just plain pleasure reading, it can’t be beat.