Going through boxes at my parents house over Thanksgiving, I found my first Jeep. Got it when I was one in 1977. Amazingly, all the parts are still there, tent, canoe, paddle, and even an outboard motor. I had completely forgotten that I even had this. Luckily, my mom saved it from/for me. She put it in a box when I started destroying all my GI Joe's and transformers with firecrackers and burning them at the stake.

Now my 'sickness' makes sense...and I can blame my parents for it.

 

Thats awesome.

 

Don't blame your parents too hard, they had to get you started down the right road.