or What the Hell?

I live in a relativity secure building. In other words you have you have to know people to get in here. The fact that I heard a knock on my door made me think that I had Tom Petty playing just a little too loud. I opened to the door to see a Fed-Ex man with a package which befuddled me. I have all my packaged sent to my father's, but here he was asking me if I was who I was. The package was indeed for me.

I opted to bid in one of Pedigree Auctions "auctions". I placed a bid for a Sub-Mariner #38, a previous copy of this issue escaped me. But now I have it, sitting in front of me. This book is slightly older than I, and probably in better condition. I attribute the New Mutants #15 as the first comic book I ever collected, but it's this book that I must attribute why I ever picked that book up in the first place.

I read this multiple times as a child, knowing the origin of a character so much older than I. I never had issue #39 to follow it. I paid too much for this book, I know I did, but it was so worth it. Of course it is books like this I work so much. Well, let me go add this to my registry and if my points add up in the Sub-Mariner set I will be directly behind Surfer99.

Thanks for Reading

Tnerb

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