In my younger days my dad used to give me a quarter every day for the sole purpose of walking across the lumber yard behind our house to Mom's Minit Mart to buy a comic book. My collection was huge and it seemed like the one title I bought most often was House of Mystery. Not quite as gruesome as Creepy or Eerie, it made up for its shortcomings by being in full color. Three stories in each issue, there was actually some pretty scary stuff to be found between its covers. I'm not much into comic books anymore, but I don't think there's anything like House of Mystery in the stands now. It takes a lot more to scare the kids of today than it did when I was young. 
Saturday, October 18, 2008
My formative reading, part 1
In my younger days my dad used to give me a quarter every day for the sole purpose of walking across the lumber yard behind our house to Mom's Minit Mart to buy a comic book. My collection was huge and it seemed like the one title I bought most often was House of Mystery. Not quite as gruesome as Creepy or Eerie, it made up for its shortcomings by being in full color. Three stories in each issue, there was actually some pretty scary stuff to be found between its covers. I'm not much into comic books anymore, but I don't think there's anything like House of Mystery in the stands now. It takes a lot more to scare the kids of today than it did when I was young. 
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment