I finally opened a box of my old toys from when I was little. They were sealed in a very large Bekins moving box that had remained sealed until this week. I was not really sure what to expect from the UN-boxing. I find it amazing how your brain stores information. I could only name a handful of toys before I opened that old box but as soon as I did, they were all familiar and I instantly remembered playing with them in the basement of my Carlyle home.
For some reason though, I was expecting a bunch of toys in near new condition like they were when I was so excited to start playing with them as a kid. They were dull, marked, and had a lot of little parts missing. Then I realized that I actually played with them and that fact was quickly visible.
This picture was taken in my homemade light box. They could barely stand up by themselves so it was a challenge to not knock them over while positioning the rest.
Awww…Foot Soldier is giving Michelangelo a hug!