Four or five years ago my first boss out of college and I reconnected. Our office was in San Bernardino, and DW and I were living in a cabin near Lake Arrowhead in the San Bernardino Mountains. I still had my Mad Magazine collection from my teen years in the 1970's.
My boss relayed a favorite story of his. We were visiting relatives for Christmas and New Years one year, and we had invited him to stay in our mountain cabin with his family for a few days while we were gone. He took me up on the offer. While they were in the cabin, his son (then about 12 years old) started reading the Mad Magazines and became hooked.
Of course, I first became hooked when my older brother started buying Mad Magazine.
It's been quite a few years since I've checked them out. Last time I visited the site they were just a shadow of what they had been - the humor that made them so attractive and unique in the first place was gone. There wasn't anything that set them apart, and too many other were doing the same thing, but doing it better.