So my first exposure to the medium of comic books was from my mother buying a miscellaneous pack of them from the hotel gift shop in Canada while we vacationed there as a family in the winter of 1984. We were packing up to leave and we got all packed up and dad took the luggage to the car while my mother sister and I finished getting dressed and ready to go. Well being the stubborn butt I am, I snuck behind the easy chair in the room and read my favorite Supergoof comic (issue 71 pictured below) on the floor as I had not yet finished it.
Well my mother motivated me by threatening that dad would be upset. I got dressed leaving the comic there to come back to later. Well on our way out with the commotion I forgot all about it. My mother amd sister and I got stuck on the elevator when the hotel lost power. We were in there for what seemed like hours. My dad was looking for us, we were screaming for help. A lady with a thick accent told us that they were working on getting us out. When the doors opened, we were in the basement. My mom pushed the lobby button and I was mad because I didn't want to get stuck again. In those days there was no emergency lightning either. So we find dad and get on the road. About an hour away from the hotel, I remembered the comic book! I cried and cried. My mom said we would get more comics soon. We did, but I was never able to find that issue of Supergoof again...until now. Thanks to the digital age I was able to find it online. Now I can enjoy it once again. My 8 year old self is estatic!
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