Man, in school and the army I used to read these cowboy funny books by the ton, Kid Colt being my favorite and Severin my favorite artist in that bunch. In this era of expensive, glossy "graphic novels," I hadn't thought in years about these titles where you could get good art and fun stories all for 15 cents. Thanks for the memories!
I remember Kid Colt and read him every chance I could get a dime. I loved those old comics. The ones today are too slick and too dark for my taste. Give me the old comics for a dime. Now that was entertainment.
Love those Severin covers. I've got a stack of them...just the covers. Back in the fifties, in my clouded wisdom I thought tearing the covers off the crappy Atlas comics was a good idea. That way I could keep all the covers in one place and throw the rest of the comic away. Boy, was I smart or what?
In the 1960's and earlier, almost everybody had "clouded wisdom." Comic books were read once, then thrown away. Or, at best, donated to paper drives. Even if a kid kept his comics, they eventually fell apart just from normal handling. Then there were all the mail order ads, meaning coupons to cut. And back then, the audience for comics was mainly kids twelve and younger, who handled them roughly.
Today, young collectors don't understand why more people didn't save and preserve their comics. I'm often amazed that any comics at all survived intact.
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Man, in school and the army I used to read these cowboy funny books by the ton, Kid Colt being my favorite and Severin my favorite artist in that bunch. In this era of expensive, glossy "graphic novels," I hadn't thought in years about these titles where you could get good art and fun stories all for 15 cents. Thanks for the memories!
I remember Kid Colt and read him every chance I could get a dime. I loved those old comics. The ones today are too slick and too dark for my taste. Give me the old comics for a dime. Now that was entertainment.
Great, colorful, covers filled with
action.
Love those Severin covers. I've got a stack of them...just the covers. Back in the fifties, in my clouded wisdom I thought tearing the covers off the crappy Atlas comics was a good idea. That way I could keep all the covers in one place and throw the rest of the comic away. Boy, was I smart or what?
You were a true visionary, Mike. At least you have the real covers, while all I have is scans of the covers.
In the 1960's and earlier, almost everybody had "clouded wisdom." Comic books were read once, then thrown away. Or, at best, donated to paper drives. Even if a kid kept his comics, they eventually fell apart just from normal handling. Then there were all the mail order ads, meaning coupons to cut. And back then, the audience for comics was mainly kids twelve and younger, who handled them roughly.
Today, young collectors don't understand why more people didn't save and preserve their comics. I'm often amazed that any comics at all survived intact.
I'm amazed I managed to save my early Marvels, but pissed I didn't didn't think about condition.
My mother threw away mine. I wonder where she lives these days. :]
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