One of the great things about this hobby for me is how it ties me back to my younger days. Times were much simpler. Play with friends, go to school, build models, ride my bike.
Repeat that day after day. Little did I know how good I had it.
My dad gave me the first model kit that I built on my own, a Lindberg P-47B. I’ll never forget the day he brought it home to me.
Looking back, I’m so thankful he gave me this kit. While my dad passed away a few years ago, I can hold this box, and it helps me picture that day he handed it to me.
If nothing else, that simple act makes the hobby worth it to me.