It’s confession time. As a young person, I used to love comics. Like seriously love comic books.
Every Tuesday I would head to the local comic shops: Homerun Comics, Lange’s Sports Connection, Campus Sports, and one other comic book store I can’t recall the name of (But I can recall the owners, the location, and even the smell of the store).
Comics were huge to me. They also caused my trust to be shattered in a way that still sticks with me.
Even today, I can vividly remember the day my heart sunk and I was devastated. What could cause my young heart to be crushed?
The cause was a letter I received in the mail. It wasn’t a Dear John letter or a letter informing me of some tragic event.