Ty is still sorting. Okay, he took a break for some sleep. But, it’s amazing what he’s been finding. He always told me that he only had a dozen pages of Stig’s Inferno left after The Great Disaster (memory escapes me here…this was pre-me in his life, but I think it involved an overflowing washing machine too close to comic boxes and art portfolios). I think he’s actually found closer to…two dozen at this point. Some water damage (he threw out the worst)–but it’s pretty minor. As Ty’s a crazed perfectionist, any level of damage is not acceptable to him…but our son, who works at Silver Snail Comics and occasionally prices comics and art for people, feels that the pages are not as damaged as his dad thinks.