That, ladies and gentleman, is Clark Savage, Jr, AKA, Doc Savage, AKA, The Man of Bronze. His exploits were published in the pulps in the 1930s and 40s, reprinted in the 70s and 80s, with some new works in the 90s and more recently. About two hundred books in all. I've read about 150 of 'em in the past thirty years. I've gone on a binge and read of a few of them this past week.
I have my uncle to thank for this. He gave me his collection for Xmas of '86.
Doc was the prototype superhero. A crime fighter, adventurer, scientist, and he-man. He was Batman before Batman existed.
He also apparently only owned one shirt.
Doc has been the steadfast rock in my crazy life and it's nice to know that whenever I have nothing to read, I'll always have him (I have a complete collection of his adventures). Of course, I can only read about him exploring a mysterious island where there are still dinosaurs so often, so he's a panacea best used sporadically.
You'll be 113 years old this year Doc, but you'll always be my hero.
For more about my man crush on Doc, read my thoughts here.