V’S FANART STORYTIME.
Let me tell you a story. When I was a kid, the only comics in my house were in the beat-up moving box in my dad’s office, hidden in his closet. In this box were dozens of old Conan the Barbarian comics that he collected throughout the 70s and 80s in late high school through graduate school. Eventually, I learned my dad used to be known commonly as “Conan” or “Wildman” in early college due to his sheer intensity.
As a kid, Conan was one of the ways I bonded with my dad. And I lived out his legacy in my own lonely early years of college by reading the old ‘78 volumes. So here’s to Conan, in all his ravaged glory, and teachin’ kids how to survive and get by since the depressed Robert E. Howard created him in a small North Texas town. Above image credited to Paul Maybury.
Pe-u.
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