Now that I am done with college and living at home, as part of my mom’s campaign to get me to clean out and organize the old junk in my bedroom, I have been tasked with organizing all my cards into one giant plastic box. Being away from home kept me from opening up those dusty boxes. I ignored my cards throughout college, as it was the last thing on my mind as I struggled to get all of my school work done.
It wasn’t on purpose, as I never put my cards down one day and was like “I’m done with this.” It just kinda happened. I was too busy with school work and after-school sports and crossing my fingers hoping girls like me. Once I got to high school, I completely abandoned my cards. Baseball cards were a whole social event. At sports camp over the summer, I would bring my cards with me to show other kids and possibly even make trades. I rarely got anything of value from that purchase, but I have a lot of cards from that time period.Ĭollecting baseball cards was one of my first hobbies, which made a lot of sense considering how much I was into baseball as a kid. I would buy individual cards on eBay, but I would also buy unopened packs in bulk from the late 80s and early 90s. When I got to middle school, I started spending too much time on eBay sifting through the sales online. While dwindling in number, I would buy cards from baseball card shops. I have a bunch of Topps and Upper Deck cards from the 2000s as a result. When I was young, I would get packs of cards as gifts. My cousin gave me some of his cards too from the early 2000s. Like any good Disney movie, my father gave me all of his old cards from the 1960s/1970s. I accumulated my collection in various ways. I save my most valuable cards- the Hall of Famers and rookie cards, in a wooden box my father gave me. The cards are stacked in dusty shoe boxes and organized in binders. In the closet of my childhood bedroom, on a shelf underneath my old high school baseball uniform sits my collection of baseball cards.