Let’s sit in front of the fire and I’ll tell you all a Christmas story…
…this Christmas a Christmas gift found its way to it meant receiver, me, after collecting dust for 35 years. Let’s start this story from the beginning. I was born in 1974 and my grandmother on my father’s side passed away in 1975, so I never really got an opportunity to get to know her. Sometime during 1975 she bought me a Christmas gift that for one reason or another never got to me. My father kept it and after a while he forgot all about it until a few years ago. This Christmas we decided it was time to open the long delayed present.
I thought that it might be some kiddie stuff for a one-year old or so, so I wasn’t all that excited… but to my surprise it was something really cool. And with a second thought it was as good that my father did forget about it; it was a Nomura toys battery operated eight legged Space Pacer, in mint condition. The box has a few minor rips but is all in all in good condition. Here are a few pictures:
To the right in this last picture is a sketch portraying my grandfather, on my father’s side, by local artist Paddock, sometime in the 50’s or 60’s.
Merry Christmas all