The magazine you are now holding in your
hands, or are reading online, was founded in 1929.
That’s a whopping 88 years ago. The National
Locksmith’s founder was a man named Stan
MacLean. Months after his first issue, the Great
Depression began and Stan let his subscribers
pay whenever they could.
I came to this job in 1983. I was 25 years old.
That was 34 years ago and now I am 59 years old.
I recently realized that I have given you the best
years of my life. Of course I say that with a smile,
but in some sense it is true.
When I first started this job I used to type this
article on an IBM Selectric typewriter. They made
a very distinctive sound with the IBM typing ball.
Those machines were ungodly expensive and
when they broke down, IBM would send a service
man wearing a three-piece suit to fix them.
At the moment, I am dictating this commentary
into my iPhone, using the Word app. Periodically I
touch the little microphone and dictate my words.
It is a vastly different experience than typing, but
it’s quick and easy and my brain has adapted to
this form of writing. Of course before the iPhone,
I used to type this into a desktop computer, then
eventually it was a laptop, then it was an iPad, and
now it is a smaller and more convenient iPhone.
Somehow though, the more things change
the more they stay the same. We still transmit
information to readers who want to know how to
do their jobs more efficiently and to learn about
the new technology and products in the field.
that’s the exact same work Stan MacLean
started doing in 1929.
Approaching my 35th year in this job I do
want to say that it is a pleasure to follow in Mac’s
steps. There have been a few editors since and
I’m sure all of us have enjoyed the opportunity
to communicate with locksmiths and security
installers all this time. I think nostalgia is a natural
part of the aging process which is why some of
these past experiences come to mind. But I’m also
lucky enough to have a staff who has been with
me for a very long time, almost all 20 years or
The National Locksmith is a
little bit like a time warp. Or,
maybe if you’re old enough to
remember the Twilight Zone,
it’s like that episode where you
could come in to town, but you
could never leave.
I enjoy dictating to
you in the way I used
to enjoy writing for
you. I wonder if in
another few years I
will be able to just
think it and have it
appear on the page!
Nostalgia from the Publisher
Thinking back 34 years!