When I left for Vietnam, I had 19 first edition Tarzan, Mars and Pellucidar novels sitting on a bookshelf in my room, they belonged to my father before me. And every one of them had been signed by Edgar Rice Burroughs. When I returned from Vietnam 3 years later, she’d cleaned the room and disposed of what she called my junk. She told me she gave all the books to Good Will.
Noooooooo! My mom threw a box of comic books into her first yard sale without telling me. That box had been passed down from my sister who was born in 1952, to the next sister born in 1956, to me born in 1962. Man, I was not happy about that.
I loved ERB Tarzan books, and John Carter of Mars too.
Peach