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Remembering Stan Lee
One year on from his death, I take a look at the life of the man who revolutionised the comic book industry.
As I’m sat in my conservatory actively avoiding the pile of laundry that needs putting away, the face of Spider-Man stares at me, emblazoned across my two-year-old son’s bedding. Behind me, the likes of Thor, Hulk and Iron Man adorn one of the many, many toy-boxes, which litter my house.
You’d be hard-pushed to find many people that haven’t heard of the Avengers. Whether it’s in the form of merchandise, comic-books or one of the twenty-three movies in the Marvel Cinematic Universe (which have grossed over $22 billion worldwide), superheroes are the in thing right now.
But while even your 93-year-old great-great-grandmother will have probably heard the name Captain America at some point in her life, a name that may be more obscure to more casual fans is Stan Lee.
Born in 1922, Stanley Martin Lieber was the eldest son of Celia and Jack Lieber who, along with his younger brother Larry, lived in an apartment on the West side of Manhattan, New York. It was during his high-school years that…
