Saturday, March 25, 2006

Am I about to turn 30, or 10?

I am stealing the idea for this post from my wife, but as part of our vows we get to do that. Her most recent post was about getting back things we had as kids, and what that can do for us as adults. For her it was a watch, but for me it has been toys.

I have to set the background here, so you know where I'm coming from. In 1985 the greatest toy of all time came out just in time for the Christmas rush. It was the GI Joe aircraft carrier, better known as the USS Flagg. The Flagg is the dream of all young boys from my era for a few reasons, but first is its size. It is almost 8 feet long, 3 feet wide and stands 2 feet off the carpet.

At 10 years old I was sure this was the largest and most wonderful toy ever made. The second big reason I loved the Flagg, was the fact my father served on a Carrier, The USS Independence, in the late 60's and early 70's. Add to all that the fact that Top Gun came out the next year and you can see why a kid like me would want his own Carrier and a few F-14 Jets to fly on and off it.

That Christmas I didn't get the Flagg. Nor the following May for my birthday. I still remember seeing the box in front of a few kids houses on a bike ride a few days after Christmas and being crushed I didn't have it too. (To be fair I think the bike may have been my gift that year and I loved to ride it, so I should cut my folks a break.) One kid I knew named Kevin did get the Flagg, but his Dad never was able to put the whole thing together, so I never really did get to see it in all of it's glory.

Enter eBay. With a commitment of financial backing from Mama Greazy, I am determined to make my 30th birthday the one were I get the Flagg. My mom has said she will do all she can to make good on the gift she never got me. To that end I have turned to eBay to stock up on the needed accoutrements for operation of the Flagg. I am in the process of acquiring a small fleet of F-14s to grace the Flagg's deck, and will also attempt to find a few crew men and women as well. Once in my basement and put together (no easy task from what I read) the Flagg's final resting place will be an 8 foot section of plywood set atop two saw horses, much more noble than a box in a garage somewhere. Isn't It?


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