Night Owl Cards

Like most kids, I loved cereal. Cap'n Crunch, Frankenberry, Coco-Pebbles, Sugar Smacks, and many, many, teeth-rotting more. It was a daily habit. Until my mother decided that those cereals weren't healthy anymore. Our Lucky Charms and Honeycomb were replaced by Grape Nuts, Product 19 and Kix. There was one god-awful experience with something called All-Bran. I pray that they don't make that horrifying concoction anymore. We pleaded with our mother to bring back our precious, artificially-but-brightly-colored cereal. Our argument was that although the cereals had much more sugar than, say, the dried leaves packed in a box of Wheaties, the cereal boxes themselves were more educational. Boxes of healthier cereal basically droned on about how healthy the food was inside the box. Each box had the same numbing theme. But the sugary stuff had a variety of topics. Sometimes there was a game on the back, sometimes there were interesting facts about science or ...

The fifth blog bat around asks us to brag a bit. "What is the best experience you have had acquiring cards or memorabilia?" OK, I'm gonna brag a bit. But first I'm going to address the question. The question implies that you actually DID something to acquire these cards or memorabilia. It assumes there is a story about "the process," a journey, an undertaking. Hopefully, it's an interesting story. Maybe it's funny or uplifting or fraught with danger and intrigue. But there is no "process" to my acquisition. I did absolutely, positively, 100 percent nothing to acquire a bunch of 1956 Topps cards. Sometimes, believe it or not, just raising your hand and saying, "I collect baseball cards!" is enough. So, here is my story. I mentioned it one other time on this post . But I want to go into a little more detail this time. My father worked for the city. He was in charge of the city's water supply. It was a job with a lot of respons...