Bronze Age Baby

Preliminary Apprehension

I have to admit that I was a little nervous. After all, these comics had pretty much been the most important thing in my life as a teenager. Besides girls. Maybe. I talked all the time about how the Eighties had been the Second Golden Age of Comics. Here was the proof; here was the pudding. Stacked up in boxes on my porch, waiting to be moved to the basement. Where to start? What was on top? Hmm, let’s see.