If you don’t count the manuscript I edited at Princeton University Press that later won a Pulitzer Prize, my biggest claim to fame is a book review that appeared in the Journal of Scholarly Publishing in 2003, when I was production manager at Temple University Press in Philadelphia. Tom Radko, the journal’s editor at the time, asked if I would review a recent anthology on scholarly publishing in the U.S. Reading the book, I discovered a history I never knew, and one more dramatic than most people probably realized. (When I say “people,” you have to understand I’m talking about a cohort of university press directors and maybe a few academic librarians.) I also realized this surprising history was ungodly hard to follow, escaping in bits and pieces from a welter of essays, each with its own point of view covering its own historical terrain. So, I decided instead of writing a straight book review, I would cobble together a more coherent account in a single essay of my own. Judging from the reception it got from my colleagues around the country, it must have been a story they liked being told.