Night Owl Cards

I can safely say that last month's trip out of state in which I stumbled across a card show I knew nothing about and landed a handful of high-numbered 1970s wants will be my triumphant hobby moment of the year. Nothing will top it. And nothing should top it. But when you get to my age, absolutely nothing is perfect. Everything has a down side. Everything. Take the card above. It's a semi-high number from 1972 that was one of the cards I landed for a mere 80 cents at that surprise show. But I already owned it. Here you go: Granted, I upgraded while not knowing I was upgrading, but still the objective here is not to spend money on dupes unless that is the plan. It turns out this was a simple clerical error. I typed in No. 526 on my want list at some point when I meant No. 527. So I actually needed Dave Leonhard of the Orioles (still do, in fact) and not Bailey. All it takes apparently is a simple typo for me to lose all memory of owning a card. As usual, I...