Pieces of Cardboard

Dave Jamieson and I—and many other members of our generation—once shared a hobby that, during the time in which we pursued it, felt like much more than that. It wasn't just that we hoarded, traded, doted on, and obsessed over our baseball-card collections; we're hardly alone in that, and from our parents' generations on down to those of our elder brothers, there's no shortage of poor souls who either weep for their lost cards or maintain carefully tended binders and Lucite-bound collections of treasured cardboard.