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> As a child I had a ton of LEGO sets. Mostly the little ones that were the cheepest ones, but with a few big sets.
> I played with them everyday for years.
> Then my teenage years come along and my Step-mother tells my dad that I am too old to play with them. She didn't like me, but she had to put up with me. She liked find little ways to make my life miserable, but she depened on me to be her kids babysitter. (I love my sisters, but my brother became a thug, and I blame her for him too.)
> I refuse to give them up, but that just makes things worse.
> He makes me THROW them in the TRASH! Not give them to a friend, or give them to my brother or sister, or even sell them, but throw the whole collection (Classic 1980s sets!) in the trash!
>When my step-brother got old enough (90's) she bought him sets, but I was still "Too old for them!" I bought a few anyway, but she made sure that I had to "Share" with him. When I left her house he had them and wouldn't give mine back.
>Years go by and I start buying them as an adult (AFOL!) and he kids me about them.
> I marry a woman that becomes as big a fan of them as I am.
>We make art together, and go to cons together, and buy sets for eachother.
Life is good!
Dad (And NEW Step-mom) see how much we enjoy it, and what we can do, and he apologizes for making me toss them.
I'm still pissed at the former step-mom. But since she married a truck driving Elvis impersonator that her family hates, I figure there's nothing worse that I can do to her.
Brother is still a punk!