One of the "perks" of getting older is the constant reminder of how quickly the days pass the more you age. This was something my older relatives would talk about all the time when I was younger, and I would kind of dismiss it. But, they were oh, so correct. There isn't a week that goes by where I don't think about how easily time slips away. Take the 1983 Topps set, for example, which I'm trying to complete. It stuns me that this set is 25 years old. It stuns me that there are grown adults, holding down jobs, getting married, blogging , who were not alive when this set was first issued. I find that staggering. This set is a symbol of my progression from adolescence to adulthood, a set that came out the year I graduated from high school. It doesn't seem that long ago at all. Meanwhile, younger collectors consider it "vintage." That blows my mind. I received a few more "vintage" 1983s from Joe of MLB Collector last week. He sent me eight ca...
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