From the editor: Use your power for good

Whenever someone mentions comic books to me, I can practically feel the summer heat and smell the faint scent of campfire, Earth and tent canvas. When I was a kid, no camping vacation up north was complete without a bike trip to the local store to load up on comic books just in case we were hit with a rainy day. My cousin and I would crawl into a tent (sometimes even when the sun was out) and while away the afternoon swapping books and catching up on the latest adventures of Archie and his gang.