Hi, Carmellita. I remember seeing copies of Jet in the parent's home of a friend who I met while working on a summer job. I sat in a tastefully decorated living room with a coffee table of art books Look, Post, and Jet Magazines. Left alone while the parents and my friend disappeared into the home, I thumbed through Jet for the first time. I never thought more of the publication, other than it was another magazine, and did not consider its uniqueness. I was reading an article, when my friend returned and I put it down. Your article reminded me of the incident, the warm hospitality of my friend and his parents, and his father offered me a drink of scotch and milk. I liked your article. Thanks. Regards