Many years ago (many) my brother and I agreed on one thing: A Rudy The Robot for Christmas.
Three things make this a vivid memory:
* we agreed on something, which happened only one other time, and we're not talking about
* there was no Rudy The Robot under the tree on Christmas morning
* some months later, we found the dismantled robot - and its box - tucked away in the storeroom
Yup, Dad couldn't resist. Not sure what he did and can't ask him now, but whatever it was, Rudy left the world of real toys and entered the world of Den Hartog Family Legend.
I feel good about it, a certain solidarity with my pop for liking the same things...and for wanting to take them apart and do them my way.
No Bobi no no no. Your job is to follow Tim's directions. Not to pick and choose the easy vs. the hard parts.
Or else you will have to wait in the storeroom until spring.
Note: Please send your old Rudy The Robots to me [ you will be acknowledged in the blog; post to contact me]
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