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Great story and welcome Drew! I have 2, both Mantles that belonged to my dad. A nice 60 topps that he probably pulled from a pack and a 64 topps with pinholes and writing on the back. I have all of dad's other cards from when he was a kid, but those two are my favorites.
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Thanks for the response. The other card in my collection I got much more reciently. A while back my mom wanted to buy me a card. She knew nothing of cards and very little of baseball. I told her a card I thought she could track down easily and for not much money. A 1990 Leaf Sammy Sosa RC. (Back when he was still loved). Much to my surprise I recieved a PSA 8 one! I didn't even know she knew how to use a computer let alone win something on ebay.
My mom passed away 2 yeas ago without knowing anything else about Sosa or his reputation. While it wouldn't resell for anything much I couldn't ever part with it. |
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Wow, there's absolutely nothing better in the universe than a mother's love. They would have to bury that Sosa with me!!
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That is a great story CW. I think I have something in my eye...
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Great stories all. I can only add that mine came some years ago, as I was cleaning out my parents' basement after my mother's death. Some of the last items I dug out to throw away included a hoard of ancient cigar boxes that my old man had apparently hidden back behind the musty, spiderwebbed lower shelves. I didn't really want to open any of them, maybe fearing what might be lurking there, but couldn't resist a moldy Garcia ' Vega box because it had been my father's preferred brand. Inside the box, which likely hadn't seen daylight in more than 50 years, under a random assortment of strange trinkets, was a pack of 1950 Callahan HOFers in the original, but very yellowed, package. I knew right off that it had to have been from the only trip we took to Cooperstown back in the early '50's. I have always retained nostalgic memories of that trip as one of the few things my dad took time out to enjoy with me when I was a kid, and finding that pack of cards was probably the most emotional impact that my parents passing had on me back in the 1990's.
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My favorite card of all time:
![]() i still have most of the ones that i pulled from the countless packs i ripped in 1985 such strong memories to this day tied to that Gooden rookie
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Great stories.
On my 13th birthday in 1986, my parents gave the the greatest gift I would ever recieve...a 1956 Mickey Mantle. They paid $35 for it; bought it mail order from Kit Young. Later in life I gave it to my dad on Father's Day. He was also a collector but never spent that much on a card for himself. He passed away in 2003 and I have the card agian. I will pass it on to my firstborn; hopefully many years from now. I am in the research stage for a book about collecting with my dad and recently I was able to speak with Kit Young. I informed him I bought a 56 Mantle in EXMt from him for $35. He said, "that's brutal, that's brutal," haha If anyone has any stories about collecting with their father or connections with cards (particularly 50's-80's) and you would allow me to include them in my book I would love to hear what you got and consider it for inclusion. Thanks in advance!
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The first packs of cards I ever got as a kid were 1985 Topps wax packs from the town drug store. At the age of 4 I didn't really know anything about baseball so I started looking through my pack for cards of Cincinnati Reds players to see if I recognized any of them. Sure enough in my pack was a 1985 Topps Pete Rose card. That name sounded familiar so I proceeded to defy the theory that there's no such thing as a dumb question by asking my dad if that Pete Rose guy was any good...
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