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I have one in my collection of BACK IN THE BOX!! specials.

59 F again. A nice break from those 76 degree mornings. I can finally do things outside.

I would run into him at the NNL East for many years, a nice guy.

Brass is good stuff to work with. I need to get into soldering sooner than later. I did a lot of soldering at work using torches and hot plates for the most part.

I bucked against my brother's bullying and became the black sheep of the family. I rebelled against almost any authority in my life. I'm fortunate to have managed to stay out of real trouble. I moved out of the house as soon as I could at age 19, was married at 21. That was a disaster in itself.

Exactly, marbled tabby is correct. This is what my Ivan has.

Then you've been there. I'm sure it will look great. Do you sell the kits? Nice to see you have the glass.

Interesting coat pattern. I tried not to give foster kittens a name. I never wanted to become that attached to them. Our departed Chloe came with her name and we kept it.

I may have that kit. They do build up nicely. I did a David Pearson and Mario Andretti "what if" build a while ago. I picked up around 50 of the Quaker State trucks and less of the AMT generic trucks (no decals) some years ago.

Very nice, who sells the body kit? I like using the AMT donor chassis. One thing to watch, I did one the same way, put the splice where you did. It puts the transmission too far forward. It looks way worse on my car since the splice was wider.

Me and one other brothers were hustlers. He was the youngest brother and was always into something cool. We were good at finding odd jobs, even at age 8 or 10. My dad made a crack once, about buying all his school clothes by age 16. So this is what I did, no more handouts for me. This was the summer of 1971. I worked about a month for a pizza parlor at $1.50 an hour. 10 hour days, 7 days a week. Before that sentence, I was cutting lawns for $3 to $4 per cut. The week before school, I'd take the bus into Babylon to Abraham & Strauss, pick up some jeans, on the way back I'd hit the army-navy store for t-shirts and the thrift store for "dead man" dress shirts. I was pretty pleased with myself.

My older brother was not good to us siblings. I believe that only my sister talks to him. His wife is bat poop crazy. My parents let a lot go on, he was the 1st born and the golden child.

We have a B17 that shows up around Memorial Day for an airshow. It and other WWII planes take off from a museum that was the home of Fairchild Republic Aircraft. I've told my kids that this was close to you'll ever get to seeing a dinosaur 🦕.

Finally rain yesterday, late afternoon into the night. It was 62 when I got up, 1st night with a windiw open in a while. NYC got a lot of flooding, not that much out where I am.

I got 10 cents a week, I was 1 of 5 kids and we were poor folk. So we generally blew it on candy or balsa wood gliders. Models I had to wait for my birthday or Xmas. If I got money, of course it went for models. We did work for neighbors at 50 cents per hour all summer. My mom would give us "contract" work, like weeding or painting. No joke, with a contract we had to sign. Winter, we shoveled snow. I'd give up around the $9 mark. My younger brother once stayed out until dark, he came home with $27.