Michael Hill first encountered the work of Jack Kirby, inarguably the greatest creator/writer in the history of comics, at the age of 7 in a Hamilton convenience store. Fueled by the proceeds from his paper route seven years later, he would return to Kirby's bronze age work, discover the truth, and never leave. Kirby's story has been largely suppressed by his silver age publisher, a carnival barker, and a lackey. It's important that the story be told, not just for the sake of Kirby's legacy, but for the implications of the success of the propaganda and gaslighting that continues long after his death.