So the other day Kaelin, Dayne and I were at my parents house cleaning out their attic in preparation of some major construction. Since I was home, the target was to get down as many of the boxes of "stuff" related to me and my sisters as possible. About 25 boxes later we had the garage filled up with things to go through. About one box into this the boys had the contents of that box scattered around the garage testing the toys' quality. All in all we ended up finding up something like 30 various board games, Mr Pop, Crossbows and Catapults, Strawberry Shortcake and other stuff of my sisters (and thus not worth keeping), Lincoln Logs, Light Bright, a Viewmaster, and what I can only assume where the four most important boxes in the attic. One filled with GIJoe, one filled with HeMan, one filled with Star Wars and the last filled with Transformers. Being a good dad with a son who's very into Transformers I did the obvious, I quickly threw them into my car's trunk before they could be broken any further. Later when I was at our house I was able to go through these boxes and reminisce about some great childhood memories. There was Megatron (as the original gun), Bonecrusher (without the rest of the Constructicons which I so badly wanted), the Aerialbots, the Metroplex, Hound, Trailblazer and others. The Millenium Falcon, the GIJoe tower, surfboard, battle action HeMan, Skeletor. Most were in some state of disrepair, the GIJoes in particular because as a child I found by taking the one screw out of the back of each you can put different legs, heads, torsos, etc together and get uniquely camouflaged characters. Transformers still came apart to see how they worked, but most of the time I found the screws to get them back together correctly.
Looking over all the toys, I had to revise how deprived I was as a child. My parents didn't have alot, but they knew how to make a great childhood.