A stack of mid-'70s Marvel Comics memos reminds me which Golden Age greats Stan Lee didn't want invited to the 1975 Mighty Marvel Con, my discomfort with what is probably a comic book editor's most important role, the day I donned a Spider-Man suit and crawled around the Bullpen, how Uri Geller destroyed my key to the Marvel Comics men's room, my snarky response when a publisher wanted me to find the smoking gun which would shut down our competition, why our softball team dubbed me the "Most Improved Player for a Boy," and much more.