While attending the recent 805 Writers Conference, I had the opportunity to submit a short bit of my manuscript to three editors. They applied their editorial talents to the submission, and then I spent a few minutes with each of them to discuss the results. I did well in college English, occasionally coming in at the head of the class, but it was a real eye-opener to get input from professional editors. Each of them had interesting comments that would improve my work. One in particular seemed a good match for me and my project, so I have enlisted her help. I feel confident that this will make everything I produce better. Now, back to work!
Before publishing my father’s story of his hobo days, I decided to write a prologue to his manuscript.
As I researched my father’s early life, I realized that his parents were not the biggest influences on him. There were actually three unrelated men who made the greatest, most enduring impact on his life. As I thought about it and pondered what to write, it occurred to me that the shortest possible explanation of my father’s most profound influences almost sounded like a joke.
Here’s the setup:
A priest, an artist, and a boxer are sitting at a bar in Pittsburgh.
The priest says, “I knew a 14 year old boy that I adopted after the demise of his parents and brought to live in the church building next to my parish. I inspired him to pursue the priesthood.”
The artist says, “I knew a 16 year old youth who lived in the same building as I did while I painted landscapes that wound up in fine museums. I inspired him to become a painter.”
The boxer says, “I knew an 18 year old young man to whom I provided shelter when he was homeless in exchange for being my sparring partner. I inspired him to become a boxer.”
And here’s the punch line:
They’re talking about the same person, my father, who fooled them all by moving to Hollywood and becoming a Three Stooges co-star.
The priest was Father James Cox, a well-known Catholic priest and social activist who ran for president of the United States in 1932. The artist was John Kane who achieved fame in his later years as the first self-taught painter to have his work admitted to the Carnegie International Exhibition. The boxer was Frank Novak who was Pittsburgh’s local heavyweight champion. And although it’s a fictional account of them sitting in a bar, the statements in this “joke” are all true.
My ultimate goal is to publish a book about my father Emil Sitka’s experiences of working with the Three Stooges, a project he himself worked on for the last ten years of his life. He never really formed a plan and just made notes and wrote out some stories. I’ve inherited all his materials including not only his notes and stories but also his diaries, mementos, scrapbooks, photo albums and many recorded interviews.
But I don’t have any experience with publishing either.
So as a sort of practice project, I’m going to try to publish a smaller, easier book about my father’s early life before he came to Hollywood. It will be focused on a manuscript he wrote in 1936 about his experiences as a teenaged hobo riding the rails across America during the Great Depression in 1933. It will include photos and mementos he collected along the way and will be a authentic record of that era in our country’s history. It may not appeal to Stooge fans but publishing it should give me the knowledge to make the subsequent book about the Three Stooges a better product. At least, that’s the plan.
Here’s a picture of my father hopping a train in 1933.
I am Saxon Emil Sitka. My father was Emil Sitka and if you are a Three Stooges fan, you probably recognize his name. He appeared in dozens of Three Stooges short comedies and feature films, always playing different roles such as a butler, a lawyer, a rich uncle, an old landlord, or a professor. He worked with them so many times he has been called The Fourth Stooge. He also worked with all four different line-ups of the Three Stooges and almost joined the team himself.
Late in his life, my father was contacted by Three Stooges fans on a regular basis who wanted to know more about the famous comedy trio. He told many tales of what they were like, both on and off the set. Many fans implored him to write a book of stories about his experiences with the Stooges so he began to write them down. Unfortunately, he passed away before he ever got anything published. All his material was handed down to me, and I am going to try to finish what he started.
This blog will be a record of my efforts.