Not much of a story here to tell. As a child, I had two electric trains and some track. Both were made by Lionel. One train was an Empire Line twin diesel-powered locomotive freight train; the other, a steam locomotive (with coal tender) was a modern passenger train (for the early 1940’s/mid 50’s. For a long time, I was enamored of model trains and envious of those who had any kind of a train “layout”. I never had a layout and I sold both trains at a flea-market in Tucson during my late 20’s.
From age 8 through 13 my interest centered on assembling plastic model airplanes; specifically, warplanes from both world wars. I loved to put them together and then play with them; having dog-fights with my 3-year older uncle and his planes. While living on the farm with him, I received my most challenging model for a Christmas gift. It was a scale model of the USS Constitution; Old Ironsides. It took me many days to put that one together as it seemed to have some zillion little pieces including two decks of cannons, four masts, helm, rudder, anchors with chains, and miscellaneous rigging. I was really proud of it when I finished. I didn’t bother to paint any part of it as I learned that my painting skills were not worth the paint in the bottle from the disaster of painting a green plastic Japanese Zero silver. It looked more like melting tin than silver aluminum.
As a youth of 11 to 15, I was sort-of trying to collect little flags of countries, states, or places I visited. Not much of a collection really. I had one from Canada (their old-style flag); one from the US of course, and one from the Seattle World’s Fair. The world fair flag was special as it reminded me of three of the things I saw there; the Space Needle; the “car of the future”; and a clear plastic cylinder containing one million US silver dollars (very impressive).
Also, during that period, I worked as the attendant at a laundromat owned by my parents. Because of the world fair experience, I began to collect silver dollars as soon as I began working there. Unfortunately, that was the same time silver dollars were rapidly disappearing from usage at the casinos at Lake Tahoe, so I was not able to collect very many.
No more hobbies existed until I discovered computers while attending Sacramento State College in 1966. This hobby morphed into almost a compulsive-obsessive activity affecting me to this day.
If reading can be considered a hobby, then I have that as one also, because I am an avid reader of books, magazines, and (because either I’m not perfect or bored a lot) junk-mail.
© 9 Feb 2011
About the Author
I was born in June of
1948 in Los Angeles, living first in Lawndale and then in Redondo Beach. Just prior to turning 8 years old in 1956, I was
sent to live with my grandparents on their farm in Isanti County, Minnesota for
two years during which time my parents divorced.
When united with my
mother and stepfather two years later in 1958, I lived first at Emerald Bay and
then at South Lake Tahoe, California, graduating from South Tahoe High School in
1966. After three tours of duty with the
Air Force, I moved to Denver, Colorado where I lived with my wife and four
children until her passing away from complications of breast cancer four days
after the 9-11-2001 terrorist attack.
I came out as a gay man
in the summer of 2010. I find writing
these memories to be therapeutic.
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