The Summers Of Our Youth.
As kids, we had our sandbox pushed up against the fence line in our backyard. We spent many days there playing with our Star Wars action figures, building Tatooine in the sand and burying our dead when they fell. Yes, we buried our dead. Sometimes so deep, we couldn't find them again. Poor Yoda, being as small as he was, had to be replaced at
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It certainly was! It made my dad's day too, as Sis, Little Bro and I all happened to be out at his house at the same time and my brother brought this R2D2 out to show us that he'd found it and we all stood around reminiscing and laughing. Apparently he also found the football I'd bought him for his tenth birthday, lol!
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I say this because mine's been played with by three generations and might actually look a bit worse...
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Some of his color has worn off and the dirt was so caked on, it couldn't be cleaned, but he still moved all his joints and stuff!
I say this because mine's been played with by three generations and might actually look a bit worse...
Oh yeah, I still have a whole set of the original action figures from the 80s, they have been worn through. ObiWan's head rotates like he is the exorcist, lol. C3PO was supposed to come apart and back together bc we had a way for Chewie to carry him in pieces on his back like in Empire, but after a few times of being taken apart, he wouldn't go back together. We superglued him, but he still randomly just falls apart in our hands. And Jabba the Hutt has lost an arm, but all things considered, the hundred other figures we have, our set has lasted a long time.
Three generations of Star Wars fans in your family is awesome! Us too, Dad is a huge fan, as are us kids and all of our kids too!
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