It was a scorcher for sure! I remember helping my dad move some big piles of dirt around our yard — grass was like walking on sharp shards of potato chips, and the ground had big cracks all over the place. The cool off was opening cards in front of the window air conditioner with Coke in ice. Good times!

That’s five whole boxes … sounds like fun! You going to open ’em?

Thanks for reading and for the kind words!

I already have more-than-enough 1988 Topps to last a lifetime, but it’s still a fun trek down memory lane. Thanks!