A masthead is the place where a magazine lists the members of its staff. The masthead on your right is something of a collector's item for members of this staff because on it Richard W. Johnston's name appears as executive editor for the last time. Dick has been No. 2 man, the executive officer, of SPORTS ILLUSTRATED for almost 17 years, or since eight months before our first issue appeared in August 1954. Personally, as a debonair hedonist who enjoys life, and professionally, as a meticulous purist in editing (he has been described as having had a lifelong love affair with good English and good writing), Dick Johnston has been a rich and indelible part of this magazine's personality.
Now he is leaving us. Technically, he is retiring; actually, he is moving sideward into a new job. He is transferring his base of operations from New York City to Hawaii, which he first saw and was smitten by in 1943, when he was a United Press war correspondent in the Pacific (Dick's book Follow Me!, a history of the 2nd Marine Division, is something of a collector's item, too; originally published at $6, a first edition in mint condition now sells for $15). He has been back to Hawaii many times since and has decided finally to live there all year round, this time as a free-lance writer.
A major part of that free-lance work will be for us—next week his name will be listed as one of our special contributors—and although his home will be near Honolulu, his territory will be anywhere from Salt Lake City to Tokyo, from Nome to Papeete. "The Pacific used to be my beat," he says. "I intend to reinvestigate it. Here today, Guam tomorrow, as we used to say." He will do perhaps a sports-sociological story for us in California on one assignment, maybe a conservation piece in the western Pacific the next. As one who has lived in smoggy, crowded Manhattan for 25 years (he worked for TIME and LIFE before coming to SPORTS ILLUSTRATED), Dick is intensely interested in ecology and the environment. In Hawaii he also hopes to try some horseback riding, swimming, sailing and golf. In his spare time—if he is lucky enough to find any between Guam and Utah—he will finish a couple of books he has been working on.
Some retirement. What ever happened to sitting in a rocking chair on the front porch?
Our new executive editor will be Roy Terrell, who, by happy circumstance, came to us from Texas in 1955 at the behest of Dick Johnston, who had admired his work with The Corpus Christi Caller-Times. Roy was an outstanding writer for us, covering everything from football and baseball to soaring and cricket, before becoming an assistant managing editor in 1963. Moving up into posts as assistant managing editors are Senior Editors Ray Cave and Jeremiah Tax.