Classics Illustrated were the only ones I had, I think because it was all my mom allowed, but also because they were what I was interested in. Loved them almost to tatters! I only have a few left, Count of Monte Cristo, Three Musketeers, A Study in Scarlett, and Jane Eyre come to mind. I used to get a new one about twice a month when mom would go to the grocery store.

Some Saturdays, after we cleaned house, I'd get to ride my bike into town, about 3-4 miles one way, go to the drugstore, get a bottle of coca cola, a package of sunflower seeds, and a new comic, go home and hole up in my bedroom readin' and spittin' and sippin'!

I've tons and tons of MAD, but, again, read almost to tatters because my kids all grew up reading not only new editions but also all of mine. Funny that mom had no objection to them. I guess the others must have been what I wanted and not so much her stricture. We quit reading them after Wm. Gaines died.