The Paper Chase was across from the Decatur Square in Atlanta. It really was my “happy place” for a portion of my childhood. Though gone now, it was the largest, best baseball card dealer in the city at the time.
My sister Becky took ballet right down the street. Seeing that I was too young to be left alone, I had to go along for the ride. The Paper Chase made what could have been torture into something I looked forward to. [Read more…]