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On 12/16/2021 at 9:55 AM, goldust40 said:
Everyone here to a certain extent has OCD, me definitely included. It’s in the DNA of nearly all collectors. Nothing much you can do but accept it (as it’s hard to wean yourself off such a problem).
Thanks for the reply, goldust. It' good to know that I am not alone. I love this place!
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On 12/4/2021 at 5:38 PM, 1950's war comics said:
haha no, i am the exact opposite , i really appreciate low grade and it's so much cheaper.. i especially like lower grade coins that i can handle without worrying about anything ...
when it comes to higher grade comics i really can't tell much difference between 7.5-9.0 so i am lucky that way that i don't need expensive hi-grade
OCD is great as far as a clean house goes !! not so much for collecting... unless you are well off financially
Well off financially, I am not. That fact, along with the OCD, does make for small, space saving collections. In a way, that's a good thing.
Uh-oh, I just noticed that one of my books is askew, which means that I have to go fix it, now. Thanks for your reply!
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footsteps
in My Warren horror runs
A journal by oakman29
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Oakman,
I'm sorry to hear what happened to you, but glad about what you are doing, now, for your boys.
I met my real father once when I was about twelve or thirteen years old. We talked, his wife made us breakfast, and then he took me for a ride on his motorcycle. I had a great time, and when it came time for me to leave, he told me that if I wanted to keep in touch, that I should write him. Well, I never did write. My mother had told me once that he had beat her up, and I think it was because of that, I held resentment towards him. It wasn't until much later in life that I decided that I wanted to try to find him. I searched the internet off and on for years trying to find his contact information, but never could. It was about five years ago, now, I was doing another internet search, and I finally found him. I had found his obituary. He had died about three months earlier, at the age of seventy two. I still to this day wish that I had written him. Instead, I spent a lot of years just wondering what it would be like to have my dad in my life. I should have been more forgiving.
All the best to you and yours, Oakman.