Yeah, time is a funny thing, isn't it?
I became a comics fan around the same period. December 2012 will mark the 40th anniversary of my discovery of the Legion. At that time, they had been around for only 14 years and were already considered old news. (They hadn't yet taken over Superboy's title.) Now, 38 years later, we have what? Several reboots, a short-lived cartoon series, and a message board fan community. What did I think the Legion meant in 1972 that they would reach some sort of pinnacle in the intervening years? Or did I even think in those terms at all?
I remember giving up on comics two or three years later, when I thought I should outgrow them. I left Avengers # 125 and Defenders # 13 on the racks--only to rush back and hunt for them later. (It was years before I found an affordable copy of Avengers # 125--a Starlin Captain Marvel crossover.) So much for growing up!
I never again gave up on comics entirely, though I dropped specific titles here and there. Finally, in 2004/05, several things happened--both in comics and in my personal life--that caused me to stop buying comics on a regular basis. Not with a bang or even a whimper came the end--it was more like a previously unseen door opening.
There's no real point to this ramble. But for me and probably others who became fans at about the same time, a definite demarcation point seems to exist. It separates our fan time from previous eras. The Golden and Silver Ages loom large in our psyches as some sort of never-neverland which we missed out on due to the accidental timing of our births. In the never-neverland, comics seemed all important, every hero a cultural icon. Our own fan years are more compressed, simply because we've lived through them and have been occupied by other things in addition to comics. Too, the mythology of the Golden and Silver Ages looms large (thanks, in part, to DC and Marvel continuously telling us how wonderful those ages were); everything else pales in comparison, as reality always does when stacked side by side with myth.
But, just think: For kids today who are discovering comics,
we are the survivors of some other Golden Age they've missed out on.
Either that, or we're old fogies.
