In 1985, my mother was the convention chair for InConJunction in Indianapolis. At the time, InCon was the only science-fiction and fantasy convention in the state. It was only five or six years old at the time of her coming on board to lead the show.
Shelley Frier was an editor for Analog Magazine. Mom was a huge reader of Analog and I’m sure Shelley was hand-picked to be a guest at the convention. We got to hang out with her for a bit, and overall, it was a good time.
Analog – Science Fiction Science Fact
308 Lexington Avenue New York, N.Y. 10017 212-557-9100July 18, 1985
Dear Rosanne,
I promised Victoria and everybody some authentic New York street earrings–i.e., cheap, dollar earrings sold on the street. But they’re cute. Enclosed are four pair: for you and your two daughters and also for Jo Ellen. (Jo Ellen — is that right? My bad memory plagues me.) Enjoy them. One piece of advice: wash the wires in alcohol before you put them on.
Rosanne, I especially wanted to thank you for hosting me so graciously and InConjunction. It was fabulous con–one author said it was the best he’d been to, Worldcons included. I had a great time and I’m determined to get out to the midwest every year. Midwest fans are special people. Thanks again.
Please send my loving regards to the kids, and Joyce and Arlan, and to anyone else I spoke to out there. Especially Barry Childs-Helton, and the whole Circle of Janus. Well, I suppose that pretty much covers all the bases.
I’ll be seeing you, I hope. Maybe at next year’s InConjunction; maybe at another con in the area. Be well.
Shelley Frier
Associate Editor
Normally bringing in around 200 people over the July 4th week-end, the convention had been held at a hotel near the airport. This year, however, InCon was being held downtown either near or on the circle. Also, the way the holiday played out, the con was going to be four days instead of three. The resulting convention brought in 700 people and turned out to be a damn fine convention.
I had just graduated from junior high and was going to be starting my first year as a Freshman in high school. The night before the convention, we had an underage blowout at our house, since Mom was downtown making sure things were running correctly. And in general, it was time to be a little wild and free.