I've probably mentioned this factoid on the blog before, but am currently too lazy to look and see.
Anyway, 37 years ago today (Aug 10, 1975), while on a family trip to Cedar Point amusement park, we stopped at a convenience store in Sandusky, Ohio, and I went inside to see if they had any comic books. I'd left for this trip as the owner of 998 comics, you see, and I was hoping to maybe pick up # 1000 before I got back home. (And yes, I'd counted my comics... and even started cataloguing them by this point!)
As luck would have it, there was a 3-pack of comics in the store that I was sure I didn't own at least 2/3 of, since you couldn't really see the comic in the middle of the bag. It turned out I needed all 3, and so that mystery middle comic - Detective Comics # 452 - became the thousandth comic in my collection!
And it's been all gravy since then.
[Update later that evening: Yup, sure enough, I covered this 2 years ago. Oh well, it's a good enough story to show up a couple of times here!]
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