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A highlight of many Christmases, when I was a kid, was finding that one box under the tree that looked like it would contain clothes, but instead contained plastic pages filled with early- to mid-50s Topps and Bowman cards. My dad's collection was stolen out of the storage unit beneath my grandparents' apartment some time in the 70s, and every year he would buy a few lots of cards from the era he remembered, which he would then split between myself and my little brother for Christmas. And every once in a while, he'd go further back, and put in some Goudeys or t-cards.

The cards I can look at and say, "Dad gave me that," are still some of my favorites.