![]() ![]() ![]() I had no interest in stories about gods fighting on rainbow bridges or whatever the hell they were supposed to be doing. It was like eating an Oreo but having crap in in the middle instead of a cream center. My bitterest disappointment always came when there was a Thor as that third comic. I’m pretty sure that the lower selling books were getting hidden between two more popular books. It was almost always a dud, at least for my taste. The downside was that the two outer issues would be something like Spider-Man or Captain America, you could never tell what the one in the middle would be. I got a lot of great stuff this way, including the first Daredevil that Frank Miller drew. Compare that to today‘s prices and weep, my fellow comic nerds.) I was allowed to get one of these packs a week. The problem was that the store only sold Marvel comics as a 3-pack sealed in a plastic bag. When I was kid in a small town in the ’70s long before I’d heard of comic book stores, and the idea that I would one day be able to order collections of comics via a computer and have it delivered to my doorstep would have seemed like something from a sci-fi story, my only steady source of superhero goodness was at my local grocery store. ![]()
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