A couple days ago I was sitting at my desk at work when a co-worker walked in to start his shift. I greeted him and asked him how his sale of his childhood card collection was going. He's the one who brought me his amazing collection and asked me to appraise it. It's the first time I've asked him about it since and it's been going well, slow and steady, just as I figured. We resumed working when not more than five minutes later, my boss came around the corner with two boxes in his hands and a question for us, "you guys have any use for these?" I recognized them right away as Topps vending boxes, but I had no idea from what year since Topps used the same drawing of a 1950s boy and girl, madly pasting their baseball cards into a scrapbook, for years and years. My boss had heard us discussing cards and had apparently heard it before because he had taken those boxes from his mother's home with the intent of unloading ... er, seeing if we wanted them.
Up all hours talking baseball, cardboard & collecting