1982-83 was a very interesting time for me.
I was five going, on six and because I was
a little pup, time seemed to run together,
the only real clear division of time
was daylight,dark and of course Saturdays.
Kindergarten was the newest thing in my
life, that was until Christmas came around
and my mom gave me my most beloved toys,
He-Man and his crew entered my life.
I clearly remember that I got the first few
figures, Castle Grayskull, Battle Cat and
Panthor at the same time. So obviously
mom was buying them as they came out
and was waiting until Christmas to spring
them on me.
He-Man and companions was not just a
piece of plastic for me, he was a
champion, a hero, and a example for
me to follow. While Mom might have
thought that she was getting the new
fad for her oddball son, she was
really setting a pattern of beliefs,
morals, and giving me a new set of
friends and a fantastic world to seek
adventure in.
I cannot tell you the amount of surprise
and delight that occurred to me when I
was walking through the local Wal-Mart
with a friend one night after work and
saw a familiar face peeking out of a
clear plastic package seventeen
years later.
Welcome back old friends, welcome home.
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