How did you "handle" your cards as a kid?

Talking with Crazylegs got me to thinking...
We have just about every "childhood decade" from 1950s - on - represented here - it should be interesting.
So, when you bought a pack/box of cards - what went on next?
I was a kid in the 50s, and I had a way different "experience" with them than kids of the 90s - and forward...penny sleeve, toploader, semi-rigid, graded holder, 800 ct. box...foreign to a boomer kid.
To the best of my recollection - I would open a pack - looking for Brooklyn cards first - my favorite was always the team card. Then I would look for what I may be able to trade. As I have told before, I had a cousin from the Boston area whom I traded with in the summertime on visits to his house. Basically, I sorted them by teams and kept them in my upper left - top drawer with all my other "junk."
Further,we flipped them, "spoked" them, carried them in rubber banded bundles in our ass pocket and traded them...
If one were a Brooklyn fan? It wouldn't be uncommon to take a Yankee card and poke the eyes out of a player with a pencil! I remember taking a Yankee card and poking a hole in the middle of the card with a pencil and twirling it like a pinwheel - I was in the 6th grade - bored out of my ass - in class - I found ways to vent my potential ADD...
With the first frost...it was time to throw them into a shoebox. I don't remember discussing centering, gloss, depth of color,print defects or registration. I remember jamming a Duke Snider card into the corner of the mirror in my bedroom!
So - what's your experience?
We have just about every "childhood decade" from 1950s - on - represented here - it should be interesting.
So, when you bought a pack/box of cards - what went on next?
I was a kid in the 50s, and I had a way different "experience" with them than kids of the 90s - and forward...penny sleeve, toploader, semi-rigid, graded holder, 800 ct. box...foreign to a boomer kid.
To the best of my recollection - I would open a pack - looking for Brooklyn cards first - my favorite was always the team card. Then I would look for what I may be able to trade. As I have told before, I had a cousin from the Boston area whom I traded with in the summertime on visits to his house. Basically, I sorted them by teams and kept them in my upper left - top drawer with all my other "junk."
Further,we flipped them, "spoked" them, carried them in rubber banded bundles in our ass pocket and traded them...
If one were a Brooklyn fan? It wouldn't be uncommon to take a Yankee card and poke the eyes out of a player with a pencil! I remember taking a Yankee card and poking a hole in the middle of the card with a pencil and twirling it like a pinwheel - I was in the 6th grade - bored out of my ass - in class - I found ways to vent my potential ADD...
With the first frost...it was time to throw them into a shoebox. I don't remember discussing centering, gloss, depth of color,print defects or registration. I remember jamming a Duke Snider card into the corner of the mirror in my bedroom!
So - what's your experience?
Mike
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Even back then I was a set completionist and would go home and mark the cards off the checklist that I didnt need. Then I had a little notebook where I would write the names down with the years behind that names that I had. Then into the team sets the cards would go surrounded by rubber bands. Of course between packs I would watch the newspaper every day and look for trades. If a player was traded I would mark out the team name on all his cards that I had and write in the new team name. 75's killed me with this!!
I even went as far as to send a dollar to one of those card places in the back of Baseball Digest to obtain the cards I needed for that years set. A number of years ago I sold my sets off but I am now putting them back together. I have to say this has been the most fun I have had in years. I did run across some of the cards I had marked up as a kid and those are now in top loaders and a special part of my collection!
Great Thread Stone!!!
Luckily my sister liked shoes.
Never used the rubber bands, Would always use a dreaded Yankees card sticking straight up in the box as a divider.
Played "flips" and " Match" with the cards at lunchtime.
Won my fair share of stacks.
Good memories !!!
I remember playing that baseball card game quite a lot with my brothers and friends so the cards got handled quite a lot.
I got my first baseball cards back in 1985 when my step-brother went off to the Army. The box included cards from 1977 through 1983, all bound with rubber bands and loose in shoe boxes. One of those boxes contained what ended up being my first Ripken card, a 1982 Fleer. It was already beat to hell, and he had scratched out the "THIRD BASE" and wrote SS on it. I still keep this card in my wallet to this day!
My Registry Sets
Usually there would be kids hanging out in front of the candy store with their cards. We used to play "match" (using the team colors, I think)... you would start the game calling "Larrys" (the other guy had to go first) and "picks-no-owes". Usually we each used 5 cards, but sometimes 10 each. I tried to memorize all the colors based on the players name ... this way if you saw what player the other guy had on the bottom (especially if we used only 5 cards each), you made sure you had the same color on the bottom of your stack. Odds were that none of the first 4 cards matched and you would be the winner on the 5th card! LOL
ANYWAY, at the end of the season, I usually had the most cards in my class and neighborhood. But that didn't matter much, as they all wound up in shoe boxes in the closet. And when mom get pissed off over the winter when my room was a mess ... well ... you know what happened to the cards! HAHAHA
One great memory, as I have posted before, was on my birthday. When I woke up there was ALWAYS a full wax box of cards next to me on the bed. Man, they cost $1.20 for a FULL BOX back then. I bet you I ripped those 24 packs open in 5 minutes! If I only knew.
Doug
Liquidating my collection for the 3rd and final time. Time for others to enjoy what I have enjoyed over the last several decades. Money could be put to better use.
edit add: Cigar boxes
Thin rubber bands.
Sweet Morsels Toffee and Chocolates
We would open our packs very carefully, not to protect the cards, but rather to keep the gum from falling out. The smell and taste of the gum was what most of us were after; the cards were a bonus. One of the worst things that could happen would be to open a pack with NO gum inside (it didn't happen often, but when it did ... bummer!
My best friend Randy was a huge Brooklyn fan, especially Duke Snider. I loved the Yankees solely because of the Mick; and that's who I chose to collect.
My father, God rest his soul, must have had some kind of foresight back then. He told me to take special care of any Mickey Mantle cards I pulled. I wasn't allowed to flip or spoke my Mantles. Whenever I brought one home to show him, he'd make me put it in a special box that he made just for them. I was free to do whatever I wanted with the rest of my cards, which for the most part were rubberbanded together by teams, and stacked neatly in a cigar box.
Good times and fond memories!
PoppaJ
Edit to show what my old lawnmower looked like ....
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I remember the first pack I bought on my own was a 76 rack pack w/ Luzinski on top one Saturday morning at Newberry Drug Store in SoCal. I also remember they had an entire row filled with 76 rack packs. If only I could go back in time......
I would open packs looking for the gum first,then look for Pirates cards.The rest would be used for trading with my brother and our friends. We sorted them by teams and kept them in shoe boxes. We would use them in our spokes and for flipping.We always carried a bunch in your pants pockets in case you needed them for a quick trade.
Any non Pirate cards we would draw mustaches and devil horns on and poke out the eyes and spin on pencils,again like Stone said earlier.We would switch to football in late August or early Sept.,putting the baseball in the box under the bed! And PoppaJ I still have one of those reel type mowers and my kids and I still use it to trim the yard!
Lou
Would go to the near by 7-11. Buy 8 packs of cards, 1 candy bar and some Zots. Would go back to his house, rip, chew, eat and play with our cards.
We would put them in positions, particularly with football cards and run plays like two dimensional electronic football. Really beat the cards up on a good tackle.
Collecting cards are the fondest parts of my childhood memories. I remember once my grandmother bought me a full cello box of '78 baseball for my birthday...I thought I'd died on gone to heaven!
Tony
I had my 1973 set separate, it was worth alot then, I paid $19.99 for it.
Also had almost all Kelloggs set except the 1971, and most I got from the box top offer. I rubber banded them too.
Snorto~
Edit: Thus proving, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that this ID is an alt for bziddy?
Heh.
My second life of collecting began in 1985. I went on vacation to Florida to visit my Grandparents and ended up at a card shop. I bought the 1984 and 1985 Topps Football sets. Both sets ended up going right into 9 card pages.
Good thread.
I had them in shoe boxes. In the late 70's I sorted them by year and sport and rubber banded them. Put them in 2 big film reel cases.
When my parents moved everythung went into stirage for a few months.
In the late 80's I went looking for them...only found one case. The other was gone for good.
I can rememeber taking out a reggie rookie and my 1st beckett...saying WOW!!!! this card is worth $460.00
Little did I know about condition. Anyways most were actually in ex or better.
Sold off most. Still have a binder of about 250 1972 football. Some could get psa 8's.
1948-76 Topps FB Sets
FB & BB HOF Player sets
1948-1993 NY Yankee Team Sets
I sure wish I had not stick all my wacky packages, monster initials and my 74? topps hockey cloth stickers to my dresser!
I did the same thing. I used to ride my bike down all the neighborhood roads and beyond picking up aluminum cans along the side of the road. I would carry a plastic yard bag with me and fill it up until it was bursting at the seams. My dad was a machinist working in the steel mills of NW Indiana, and he would take my cans and crush them in the big presses at work and then turn them in at the nearby salvage yard for me. I would take the money and buy cards.