I have mentioned many times before how reading the story in Fantastic Four #17 is my earliest memory of a superhero story (not the issue itself, but the story reprinted in a British comic magazine).
Seeing the four members of the Fantastic Four each dealing with their personalised death traps, designed by the fiendish Doctor Doom, blew my tiny seven-year-old mind... and planted the seeds that would one day blossom into this blog, a lifetime love of comics, formative years of playing Villains & Vigilantes, and a general appreciation of all things geek.
I've had an eBay search alert for this comic for the longest time, got pipped at the post on a number of occasions, and scared off by (justifiably) astronomical starting prices many, many other times.
|This Is It: A Scan Of My ACTUAL 53-Year-Old Copy Of Fantastic Four #17!|
But this one came up on Tuesday, with a decent 'buy it now' and an indication that they would consider offers. I pitched a price five pounds below what they were asking and it was immediately accepted.
For the cost of about a dozen modern comics (before the current price hike; thanks Brexit!), I've obtained my holy grail, the comic from 1963 that inspired so much. I think it's a small price to pay.
Of course, it's not in mint condition, and the price is in pence, not cents, but I strongly doubt I could ever afford a mint edition of Fantastic Four 17; a comic which is several years older than me.
The comic arrived today. I've gently leafed through the pages, but I never intended to actually read it (I have the reprint of this issue for that purpose).
This issue is for framing and proudly displaying on the wall of my gamesroom to say: this is where it all began.