re: #34 wheat-doggha — oo bird outside my window

I had a fairly large collection of DC that I eventually sold off. I have a few choice issues stored at my son’s house in the States, though. Like a lot of kids in the 1960s, I got hooked on comics, but being an only child meant I could protect them from rougher handling than what I gave them. Given that my parents were bookworms and rarely threw any books away meant I had a collection dating from 1964 to about 1971, about the time I lost interest in reading comics.

For a while, I thought I’d hang on to them forever, but realized I didn’t have the space or the means to keep them protected forever. So, I took a deep breath and sold them to various people. I made a tidy profit, for sure.

My fondness for comic books hasn’t faded, but keeping up with the last 40 years of development in the industry is almost impossible. But, it’s been great to see some of those classic characters come to life on the silver screen.

I was a pretty avid collector back in the 80s and it was one of the few activities my brother and I shared, with me being 9 years older than him. I handed over the collection to him when I joined the Marines. I remember when we used to hit yard sales and swap meets and find all sorts of great old stuff.

The pride of my collection was an X-Men #14 in good condition which I picked up at a yard sale for a dime because a mom was clearing out her son’s room since he was going to college and figured she could get rid of some old junk.