Hi, guys. Ken here. Went into Toys R Us because I could. It's like a fun fair in there. I mean, a ferris wheel?
There are huge models everywhere
The Big Apple in little bricks
AND THEN
There I was. The new old me. I must have had a blackout because when I got home I found....
He obviously followed me home. So 1961 Ken got in the box with his anniversary duplicate.
He's OK but a bit pushy and has the arrogance of all youth - like he's never going to get scratched or fade or dropped on his head. But I'll wear him down. I must admit being in a box again after all this time feels quite splendid.
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