Originally posted by: JediSage
I remember being....14, I think, when on a rainy day in November I was home for some reason from school, I walked about 1/2 mile to the local store (Convenient Food Mart, was the name I think) and seeing a copy of Batman #400. My brother had collected for a long time, but I never really had any interest. Well, when I saw it I had to have it, especially with the foreword by Stephen King. That's when I fell in.
I remember being....14, I think, when on a rainy day in November I was home for some reason from school, I walked about 1/2 mile to the local store (Convenient Food Mart, was the name I think) and seeing a copy of Batman #400. My brother had collected for a long time, but I never really had any interest. Well, when I saw it I had to have it, especially with the foreword by Stephen King. That's when I fell in.
Those *were* the days, eh? At around the same age I went out one bitterly cold morning and walked about a mile to the shop that I usually bought mine at. I was freezing but it was worth it- I got comics, man!
My best friend growing up (who now has an 8 year old who is starting to get into comics) and I used to bug relatives into driving us to the nearest city (which was 40 miles away) that had a real comic shop. Those were magic places. Everytime I went on road trip vacations with my family it was a given that one of the first things I'd do was hit the phone book looking for comic shops and end up begging to be taken to them. Luckily I had a supportive family.
And for you youngins, this was before the days of the internet... we had to look for comics the old fashioned way- slowly!