Being 75, I was lucky to have read the golden age of comic books. Stan Lee had a lot to do with the enjoyment I had as a kid. I remember we used to pull our wagons around the neighborhood collecting paper, cardboard, cans and bottles. We had the Solomon Bros. who would buy that stuff from us so we'd have nickels and dimes for the movies and popcorn and 6 oz cokes. An old guy gave me a cardboard box full of horror comic books from the 1930's-40's. We kids read those comics till they fell apart. I would imagine if I'd have wrapped them up in wax paper and kept them in the attic, they'd be worth a king's ransom today. I had baseball cards of all the big stars of the 30's and 40's as well as the rookie cards of all of the big stars of the 50's and early 60's. Another King's ransom. My mother cleaned out the attic when I moved out in 1966 and threw all that stuff away.
