
But oh how I wanted to put together my very own model. All by myself. Paint it. Slap on the decals. And then place it on a shelf in my bedroom so it could collect dust and cobwebs. I wanted to have an entire collection of Flying Tigers, Blue Angels, and B-1 Bombers.
Alas, it was not my calling. I got Legos. And Legos were pretty great... and kept me busy for many hours. Looking back on it, I think I got Legos because my parent's didn't want me sniffing the glue or paint. Instead I ate one of the Legos... a Blueberry Lego.