When an old friend let me sort through their old baseball cards I figured the market had enough life to squeeze a couple of hundred dollars out of them. I’d mentioned a couple of nice dinners, how about a burger and Coke instead?

To me collecting has always been about amassing and organizing, maybe a little displaying, definitely learning, and combining those last too a little bit “I know something you don’t know,” which is by all means a mature enough reason to start this story when the bug first bit, age 6. My entry into the world [...]