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I started reading MAD at Issue 1. when I went off to college in the fall of 1961 I wrapped all my comics and MAD magazines and put them in the attic. I forgot about them till I entered the Air Force and became interested in antiques.

I was stationed in Texas and started collecting kerosene lamps and old furniture. At an collectible fair I saw what old comics and magazines were worth. I returned home on leave with dollar signs in my eyes. Alas Dad had cleaned out the attic while installing new insallation and tossed my books. Darn!

35 posted on 01/02/2010 9:49:04 AM PST by Young Werther ( ("Quae Cum Ita Sunt - Julius Caesar "Since these things are so!"))

Alas Dad had cleaned out the attic ...
I think that's a common experience for many of our generation.
I grew up in the NYC area when Willie, Mickey and the Duke were roaming their respective center fields. I had shoe boxes filled with their baseball cards.
In 1966 I went off to Parris Island and my card collection went off to the landfill (sigh).