GEMINT - Keep in mind if you plan to use a time machine, do not load up w/ modern currency, as they didn't exist in '53. So make sure your money in coins & currency, are dated 1953 and prior ...jay
I've been taking header off the crapper for years trying to have the revelation of the "flux capacitor", so that I could go back in time and buy baseball cards for 5cents a pack. It never works like it did in the movie.
I do have lots of cash from the early fifties in my coin collection, just in case.
Scott Jeanblanc jeanblanc@iconnect.net Ebay UserId : sjeanblanc ------------------------------------------ Collecting Nolan Ryan cards (68-94)
Two young boys enter "Ralph's", a grocery store in Oak Brook, Illinois. In their hands are their twenty-five cent allowances. They head to the back of the store to buy some candy. The following conversation takes place:
JIMMY: So what are you gonna get? STEVIE: Wings. What about you? JIMMY: Some more cards. STEVIE: What for? The gum sucks. JIMMY: I like the cards. STEVIE: That's a waste of money. My dad brought home a whole box of those cards last week. I told him I hated the gum so he did something with it, probably took it to the office. JIMMY: The whole box? STEVIE: Must have, cause it's not around anymore. I don't think he threw it away. JIMMY: Well ask him tonight if he still has it. I'll take it. STEVIE: If he does, I'll trade it for a box of Wings. JIMMY: Ah, forget it, then.
Fifty-one years later, 58 year old James Wilkins receives a call from Dolores Walton. His childhood buddy Steve just passed away. Dolores informs him of the upcoming service, and James books a flight back to Illinois. After the wake, James and Dolores retire to the kitchen of the Walton home, the same home that Steve had lived in his entire life. They begin to talk about old times.
DOLORES: You know, Steve used to always talk about that time you and he got caught at Ralph's trying to steal some candy. He had to work that whole summer for free, and all he took was two packs of Wings. JAMES: Oh yeah, I remember that. I tried to snitch some baseball cards. DOLORES: Baseball cards? JAMES: Yeah, why? I wish I had some of those old cards now! DOLORES: The night that Steve died I was a wreck, and after they came and took him away I was all alone. I never felt so alone and started wandering around the house. The memories at every turn made me break down. I couldn't take it anymore and climbed up in to the attic. That's the only place we never did anything in, so no memories could haunt me there. I kind of wandered aimlessly up there and I noticed an old cardboard box in the corner marked "Steve". JAMES: Young Steve, or his dad? DOLORES: I wasn't sure, so I opened it up, and inside were a whole bunch of boxes of cancelled checks and financial records from the 50's. However, at the bottom of the box was a box of baseball cards. 1953 or something. JAMES: Where is the box now? DOLORES: It's still up there. JAMES: Do you mind? DOLORES: No, go ahead. (James goes up in the attic, and fifteen minutes later returns with the box of cards in his hand. He is crying.) DOLORES: What's wrong? JAMES: This is the box! DOLORES: What box? JAMES: On the day we stole the candy, I remember Steve telling me about a box of cards his dad got for him the week before. Steve didn't want the cards and his dad took the box back. We never did find out what he did with them. Wow, all this time they were right above his nose! DOLORES: I know what we need to do with that box. JAMES: Sure we do! Sell it! DOLORES: No. For the past few years Steve was very upset about how he always used to feel that he never showed much appreciation to his father for the little things he used to do for him. We need to bury Steve with that box of cards. It will show his father how much he really did appreciate those things he used to do for him. JAMES: They'll do that? DOLORES: They asked me if I wanted to have him buried with anything special. I said no, but this box changes that. JAMES: You're right. What a special thought.
<< <i>jrink, where'd that story come from? Is it fact or fiction? >>
It comes from the recesses of my mind, but that doesn't mean that it couldn't be true!
Woflbear, I don't know where good old Steven is buried, but rumor has it that about fifteen packs of 1953 Topps were submitted to GAI recently, with a return address of Steven Walton, Jr., 721 N. Paradise Lane, Kingdom of Heaven. Baker and Rocchi are currently holding up the submission while they try to verify the return address.
<< <i>jrink, where'd that story come from? Is it fact or fiction? >>
It comes from the recesses of my mind, but that doesn't mean that it couldn't be true!
Woflbear, I don't know where good old Steven is buried, but rumor has it that about fifteen packs of 1953 Topps were submitted to GAI recently, with a return address of Steven Walton, Jr., 721 N. Paradise Lane, Kingdom of Heaven. Baker and Rocchi are currently holding up the submission while they try to verify the return address. >>
You should become a horror story writer. The only problem is I doubt there are enough vintage baseball card collectors to make your movies a box office hit.
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Last year there was an auction for the contents of an actual store from the 50s out west somewhere, Colorado maybe. IIRC, this little mom-n-pop general store opened in the 1920s and they ran it until they both died in the 50s. Their kids had moved away and decided that they didn't want to bother with it so it was boarded up. Basically it was sealed off until last year when it was opened. Everything was on the shelves the way it was when it was closed. Some rodent damage to cereal boxes and such, but much of it was 50-year-old pristine POP displays, clothes, etc. I don't know if they had any cards or comics (probably not out west), but they had stuff like rare beer displays and such that are very collectible. That's the kind of thing hobby spelunkers dream about. I know when I bought my house, I saw that there were some old suitcases in the attic that the old lady had left behind. Turned out to be full of novelty bolo ties, a couple broken wrist-watches, and men's grooming kits. Still fun, though.
BTW, did you know the unhyphenated wrist-watch is a forbidden word on this board? Sheesh.
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You boys have a nice time back in '53. I'm taking my Delorean back to 1952 and sitting in a rowboat waiting for those hi#s to be dumped in the Atlantic. Anybody have an inflatable tugboat?
I could buy just about the whole display, for the cost of one pack of Ultimate Collection. What a deal!
Seriously, that is a cool photo. I don't go back quite that far, but it reminds me of going to the corner store in the late 70's to buy my packs for .20 each. And, they weren't searched then, either.
In 1953 , I was 2 years old ! Wish I had had parents that bought me wax packs and comic books when I was growing up , but they would never buy them for me , because they told me it was a waste of money to buy something so worthless , so what little money I had , I had to buy them myself ! I would scour the streets and ditches for soda pop bottles to cash in at the grocery store ( .03 cents a bottle ) and then make the choice of buying candy - soda pop - comics - or wax packs ,.........usually the soda pop and candy would win out ! I always told my parents that my comics and baseball cards would be worth some money someday , and they would just laugh and say they were junk ! But I wouldn't have traded my parents for the richest parents in the world , because they gave me something more valuable .....a home with alot of Love !!!!!!!! Very neat photo ! By the way , what were Wings ( hockey cards ??? ) ................Robby
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Winpitcher, you have another. What's wrong with your right one?
My mom has a Christmas picture of me holding up a couple of those rack packs. I just called her and asked her to find it and send it to me. I will post when I get it.
Thanks for the info. I'm an idiot. Maybe I'll go back in time and stop my parents from conceiving me. It's just tough since I can't hide in the back seat of the Buick Riviera because that's where the whole debacle occurred.
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I do have lots of cash from the early fifties in my coin collection, just in case.
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Collecting Nolan Ryan cards (68-94)
Two young boys enter "Ralph's", a grocery store in Oak Brook, Illinois. In their hands are their twenty-five cent allowances. They head to the back of the store to buy some candy. The following conversation takes place:
JIMMY: So what are you gonna get?
STEVIE: Wings. What about you?
JIMMY: Some more cards.
STEVIE: What for? The gum sucks.
JIMMY: I like the cards.
STEVIE: That's a waste of money. My dad brought home a whole box of those cards last week. I told him I hated the gum so he did something with it, probably took it to the office.
JIMMY: The whole box?
STEVIE: Must have, cause it's not around anymore. I don't think he threw it away.
JIMMY: Well ask him tonight if he still has it. I'll take it.
STEVIE: If he does, I'll trade it for a box of Wings.
JIMMY: Ah, forget it, then.
Fifty-one years later, 58 year old James Wilkins receives a call from Dolores Walton. His childhood buddy Steve just passed away. Dolores informs him of the upcoming service, and James books a flight back to Illinois. After the wake, James and Dolores retire to the kitchen of the Walton home, the same home that Steve had lived in his entire life. They begin to talk about old times.
DOLORES: You know, Steve used to always talk about that time you and he got caught at Ralph's trying to steal some candy. He had to work that whole summer for free, and all he took was two packs of Wings.
JAMES: Oh yeah, I remember that. I tried to snitch some baseball cards.
DOLORES: Baseball cards?
JAMES: Yeah, why? I wish I had some of those old cards now!
DOLORES: The night that Steve died I was a wreck, and after they came and took him away I was all alone. I never felt so alone and started wandering around the house. The memories at every turn made me break down. I couldn't take it anymore and climbed up in to the attic. That's the only place we never did anything in, so no memories could haunt me there. I kind of wandered aimlessly up there and I noticed an old cardboard box in the corner marked "Steve".
JAMES: Young Steve, or his dad?
DOLORES: I wasn't sure, so I opened it up, and inside were a whole bunch of boxes of cancelled checks and financial records from the 50's. However, at the bottom of the box was a box of baseball cards. 1953 or something.
JAMES: Where is the box now?
DOLORES: It's still up there.
JAMES: Do you mind?
DOLORES: No, go ahead.
(James goes up in the attic, and fifteen minutes later returns with the box of cards in his hand. He is crying.)
DOLORES: What's wrong?
JAMES: This is the box!
DOLORES: What box?
JAMES: On the day we stole the candy, I remember Steve telling me about a box of cards his dad got for him the week before. Steve didn't want the cards and his dad took the box back. We never did find out what he did with them. Wow, all this time they were right above his nose!
DOLORES: I know what we need to do with that box.
JAMES: Sure we do! Sell it!
DOLORES: No. For the past few years Steve was very upset about how he always used to feel that he never showed much appreciation to his father for the little things he used to do for him. We need to bury Steve with that box of cards. It will show his father how much he really did appreciate those things he used to do for him.
JAMES: They'll do that?
DOLORES: They asked me if I wanted to have him buried with anything special. I said no, but this box changes that.
JAMES: You're right. What a special thought.
jrinck - do you know which graveyard ?
Think I'll grab me a shovel and go pay my last repects to good ole Steve.
I'm sure he much rather spend eternity with some of those shiny new refractor thingamagigs ...
"How about a little fire Scarecrow ?"
<< <i>jrink, where'd that story come from? Is it fact or fiction? >>
It comes from the recesses of my mind, but that doesn't mean that it couldn't be true!
Woflbear, I don't know where good old Steven is buried, but rumor has it that about fifteen packs of 1953 Topps were submitted to GAI recently, with a return address of Steven Walton, Jr., 721 N. Paradise Lane, Kingdom of Heaven. Baker and Rocchi are currently holding up the submission while they try to verify the return address.
<< <i>It comes from the recesses of my mind... >>
that is a Dark and dreary place....
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<< <i>jrink, where'd that story come from? Is it fact or fiction? >>
It comes from the recesses of my mind, but that doesn't mean that it couldn't be true!
Woflbear, I don't know where good old Steven is buried, but rumor has it that about fifteen packs of 1953 Topps were submitted to GAI recently, with a return address of Steven Walton, Jr., 721 N. Paradise Lane, Kingdom of Heaven. Baker and Rocchi are currently holding up the submission while they try to verify the return address. >>
You should become a horror story writer. The only problem is I doubt there are enough vintage baseball card collectors to make your movies a box office hit.
Last year there was an auction for the contents of an actual store from the 50s out west somewhere, Colorado maybe. IIRC, this little mom-n-pop general store opened in the 1920s and they ran it until they both died in the 50s. Their kids had moved away and decided that they didn't want to bother with it so it was boarded up. Basically it was sealed off until last year when it was opened. Everything was on the shelves the way it was when it was closed. Some rodent damage to cereal boxes and such, but much of it was 50-year-old pristine POP displays, clothes, etc. I don't know if they had any cards or comics (probably not out west), but they had stuff like rare beer displays and such that are very collectible. That's the kind of thing hobby spelunkers dream about. I know when I bought my house, I saw that there were some old suitcases in the attic that the old lady had left behind. Turned out to be full of novelty bolo ties, a couple broken wrist-watches, and men's grooming kits. Still fun, though.
BTW, did you know the unhyphenated wrist-watch is a forbidden word on this board? Sheesh.
2005 Origins Old Judge Brown #/20 and Black 1/1s, 2000 Ultimate Victory Gold #/25
2004 UD Legends Bake McBride autos & parallels, and 1974 Topps #601 PSA 9
Rare Grady Sizemore parallels, printing plates, autographs
Nothing on ebay
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Seriously, that is a cool photo. I don't go back quite that far, but it reminds me of going to the corner store in the late 70's to buy my packs for .20 each. And, they weren't searched then, either.
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BTW, did you know the unhyphenated wrist-watch is a forbidden word on this board? Sheesh. >>
i think its because "wrist-watch" contains the letters "t-wat" in it.. lol
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<< <i> think 'Wings' were cardboard or styrofoam airplanes. >>
GEMINT - "WINGS" was a 1953 Topps non-sport set of 200, showing colorized black & white photos of planes. it was issued in 1 cent & 5 cent packs...jay
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Also, Scumbi, you'd have a long wait in your rowboat, because I believe it was something like '59 when Topps dumped the hi's into the sea.
My mom has a Christmas picture of me holding up a couple of those rack packs. I just called her and asked her to find it and send it to me. I will post when I get it.
Thanks for the info. I'm an idiot. Maybe I'll go back in time and stop my parents from conceiving me. It's just tough since I can't hide in the back seat of the Buick Riviera because that's where the whole debacle occurred.
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