All I have to add to this is a story from Grade 5 of this really nice, quiet kid that brought his complete set of i think 77-78 Opeechee, to school in a box, with plastic on the bigger names, and everything. As far as i know, he was way ahead of his time, as far as taking care of stuff... this was about 1986, I guess, and none of the rest of us were aware of the thought of maintaining these things in good condition, at that point. We just threw ours against walls, and all that stuff. This guy loved his collection, and was really proud of it. He ended up showing all of us, and the teacher took them away, and sold them to anyone for a penny each. He was cring, and trying to buy them back from girls for more money, and they were telling him no, and throwing them in the garbage, or just forgetting about them after 5 minutes. I didn't really realize it at the time, but reflecting on it - it was kind of tragic!