My mom was a newly single mother, so when she went to work, I had to go to a baby-sitter.
The upstairs neighbors at our apartment complex, watched me, and the dude was an artist, and had drawings hung up everywhere, the only one I remember was very iconic to me, a werewolf on a chopper, holding a cut-off head in the air.
So, he had stacks of comic books, and I'd look at them, wide-eyed....mostly, Red Sonja.
Then, my parents were Hippies and they'd go to this weird hippie dude's house, and he had these giant posters and stacks of some Kung Fu comics, and I'd look at those.
Then when I could read, I was given the old Marvel and DC comics books that came with the story on a little record and you'd read along. I had The Fantastic Four, and Batman vs Man-Bat, and a weird one about the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland.
After that, I don't remember much, they had a box of toys and comic books at my grandparents whenever we'd go there...and aside from that, I think they'd get me comics as a reward or whenever I was sick, etc.
Then in the 80's, this dude from church needed a place so he moved into our basement. He was a chemist, a jazz saxophonist, and had always been into comics, and it was a sweet deal, because he just wanted to read them, he didn't collect them.
So he would buy all of the new titles, read them once, then give them to me! This was a magical deal.
He'd always preached at me about how Jack Kirby is God, and stupid kid that I was, I'd say, "No way, that guy sucks! There's no detail and it doesn't look real."
o), just like the stupid kids on the Hype today. It's the Circle of Life.
This was was an incredible time to be really getting in to comics, Kieth Giffen's Legion of Superheroes, Wolfman/Perez Teen Titans, Frank Miller was starting to get big.....then later, the dude got married and moved out, but I was still into comics, getting the Walt Simonson Thors and Beta Ray Bill, Ambush Bug, Secret Wars, John Byrne Fantastic Fours and Hulks....Black Spider-Man costume, all that...it was great. The X-Men was mind-blowing back then, that was when it was a "new" kind of "phenomenon". Nothing about Wolverine was "old hat" at that point.
Then, I noticed that the art got grosser and uglier. I watched in horror as some of the worst comic book artists I'd ever seen, like Rob Liefeld and Todd MacFarlane, instead of being relgated to crap books like "House of Mystery", or "What If" or something, were, inexplicably becoming Superstars.
And then, Image comics was formed, and comic books died and I stopped reading them.