I just found these photos of the toy dishes I got for Christmas in the early '70s when we lived on Tawas in Madison Heights. (I had the matching toaster, too.) It's hard to fathom how I could possibly remember what they looked like as I'm nearly certain it was the first Christmas after Dad left, which would make it nearly 44 years ago, 1972. I love that my mom placed no boundaries or gender stereotypes on me when I was a little boy -- I had as many GI Joes and Big Jims as I did Tuesday Taylor and Jody dolls -- and that the Internet was invented so I could relive moments like this. (I've been pretty much reduced to tears thinking about that time.)
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I think it was a simpler happier time. You could really explore and amplify your imagination. I had the same childhood as far as we had Barbie fashion shows with the GI Joes sitting in the audience. We even had a music soundtrack on our 45 RPM record of the Beatles Penny Lane. Makes me nostalgic. It is funny, as I got older and became responsible for my own life, I have had this stress knot in my stomach that just wont go away. I wish I could go back to those carefree days...
Glad you were free to have all those cocks.
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