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Originally Posted by campyfan39
I wrote a whole book about mine!
My Dad went in 1978 (I was 5) to my grandparents' house to retrieve his grocery bags of cards from his childhood. His grandpa ran a grocery store and would give him packs on their weekly Sunday visits in Durham, NC. The first ones Dad remembered were 54 topps.
He knew they were "cleaning house" now that his younger sister had moved out. Unfortunately, they had thrown his cards and comics out two days before he arrived. He would have been happy to dumpster dive, but they used a burn barrel!
Dad then went on a journey to "Buy Back" the cards of his youth, and he took me along for the ride! He passed at barely 54 years old. I was only 29. I now treasure those times together, those cards, and the people we met. I documented them mainly for my boys and friends, but it has sold a decent number of copies. Rich Klein even did a nice article on the book when it came out 14 years ago, and Leon let me make a post here. I am in the process of editing and updating it now! (Grammarly and professional editors have humbled me haha!)
And YES my thumb looks terrible! I smashed it during a mission trip to western NC last weekend!
Great to read everyones stories!
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wow chris you're ahead of the game on this one!! what's your doctorate in by the way? im a masters in philosophy + systems theory
this sounds like a great tale of redemption... have to look into it!! my best -- david