I asked my parents how… where they could find older issues of comics? And they said that they had found a store that sold nothing but comic books. A comic book shop. My mind was completely blown. I asked that they take me. Immediately. They explained it was closed Christmas Day, like everything else.
Chris Butcher explains his origins with comic books and comic book stores, and the excitement he describes upon discovering that there were actually stores that sold nothing but comics is very familiar to me. My first store was in Glasgow, about 45 minutes drive from where I lived as a kid, and was called Futureshock. It was kind of a mess, with books stacked up with no rhyme or reason, and piles just about to fall all over the floor, but that just made it more magical to the ten year old I was at the time. Almost every comic store I’ve been to ever since has been far better organized, cleaner and in almost every objective way more appealing, but none of them have come close to filling me with the sense of amazement and wonder that Futureshock used to.