In the summer of 1987 my brother, Joe, and I were opening packs of Topps baseball cards. We were new to the world of sports cards.
I discovered hockey cards at the local Wayne’s IGA on a visit there with my mom. A wax pack of hockey cards would sell for 35 cents. One day I went into the store and discovered the price was not 50 cents a pack, as a youngster I recall going up to an employee and sharing the news of the price increase, he said he didn’t set the prices. I didn’t understand, yet learned to keep buying the packs, I would have to pay the increased price.
It wasn’t long and I would discover along with hockey cards the store sold baseball cards. I remember sitting on the couch in the living room watching the Minnesota Twins baseball game coming acrosss on the TV with someone what fuzzy receptions from the attend. Then it happened, a cubby short ball player for the Twins was up to bat, for some reason I noticed him batting and thought he is a good ball player, I would learn his name was Kirby Puckett. It didn’t take me too long to realize every boy in the city and for that fact the state of Minnesota knew who Kirby was. He was the most popular sport figure in the state and the best baseball player.
My brother Joe told me, I got a Kirby Puckett baseball card out of a pack of cards, he showed me, it was a 1987 Topps Kirby Puckett All Star card, the card had the wood grain boarders, I was a little jealous that he pulled a Kirby card before I did. I was determined I would get a Kirby card out of a pack of cards soon and kept buying packs and looking for one.
Fast forward to July 2022 and I recently got the mail at the house and opened a package with a 1985 Topps Kirby Puckett Rookie card, encased in a “slab” from BGS, Beckett Grading Service. It has their GEM MINT grade of 9.5 on the case. This is a tough card to get in GEM MINT grade I have found. While it is fun to get this nice grade of the card, the Kirby Puckett cards that mean the most to me, and it isn’t even close, is the 1987 Topps baseball cards of Kirby Puckett that my brother Joe and I pulled from baseball card packs. The cards are creased, corned worn out from being boxed and unboxed, sorted over and over. It was something we spent a lot of time doing.
We would ride out bikes from our country house into town, over a mile and half and end up at Wayne’s IGA to shell out the 40 to 50 cents a pack for the baseball cards. Then take them over behind IGA to the School yard and open the cards. Of course the first thing we did was find the piece of gum in the pack of cards.