1988 is when my love of comics ignited into a conflagration that would burn brightly for seven years before dying down and being replaced by other joys.
The series to spark my love of comics was the X-Men beginning with the Fall of the Mutants event. To me, this era would become the last arc of Chris Claremont, who, in 1988, had been at the helm of the X-Men line for 13 years. An unheard amount of time to helm a comic book series. Then or now.
Whenever I think or talk about comics, this is where my mind goes to. This era has everything from tragic stories to gorgeous art to the introduction of villains such as Apocalypse, Hodge, or the Mutant Menace storyline. But beloved of all was the Uncanny X-Men roster: Storm, Wolverine, Rogue, Colossus, Havok, Dazzler, Longshot, and Psylocke. To me, they were and always be, My X-Men.
