Received a nice stack of kits this year from a gift exchange. I really like them all.
My want list is pretty small when it comes to modelling. I have most of the kits I really want, as well as a few extras. Sure there are a few “nice to haves” but the ” current must have list” just shrank by one. One huge one that is! This is the 1977 MPC release of the Airfix 1/24 Scale Ju87B Stuka Dive Bomber and it’s still shrink wrapped! My dads parents gave me one of these exact kits for Christmas in 1977. Almost exactly 37 years ago. It’s a large kit. It seems a bit smaller to the adult me but make no mistake this is a big box of big fun! I can’t wait to finish up some of the other builds I have going so I can start on this beast.
So what’s left on that “must have” list? Well it’s pretty short compared to most…
- Aurora 1/72 Scale Hughes Airwest DC-9 – My Dad gave my brother and I each one of these when he flew home to California from being treated for burns in Las Vegas in 1976. Once in a while they show up on the market but they are extremely rare and expensive.
- Revell’s 1973 release H124 Eastern Airlines L-1011 – Another Christmas present from long ago from my Dad
- VFS 1/24th Scale P-47M Thunderbolt – The P-47 is my favorite WW2 Fighter and the M was the epitome of the design. This kit is still in development and is due to be releaesed this coming January. I’m not holding my breath being as it was supposed to have been available for months now but I will have one. The only thing that could be better would be a Razorback D model but I’m not that picky. You can see my 1/48 Scale P-47M here.
This is an exercise in patience. It took me @ 5 years to find this Stuka with a combination of price and condition that I was willing to accept. I’ll just wait and see what I fall into on the others. I won’t die without them but two of them hold memories from a simpler time when a box of plastic reminded me that my Dad loved me enough to think of me when he had so many other things to deal with.
I have to admit I have issues with Christmas. Well, maybe that is not accurate. What perplexes me is how the celebration of Christmas in the United States has outgrown every other holiday except perhaps New years. I grew up holding the view of the grandness of Christmas that most everyone else of my generation did. Only after I was granted God’s grace did I, or even could I, really understand what Christmas was about. First I had to understand what it wasn’t. Christmas isn’t about the lights, and the presents, and the snow, and the coming together of our communities. Those are wonderful side effects of the holiday as we have propagated it culturally. Attitudes and acts that we should see daily everyday, holiday or not. But I digress. What have I come to realize about Christmas over the last 5 or so years of my time hear on this earth? I have learned that Christmas is about the Cross, that the birth of Christ was ultimately about his crucifixion. The birth of Christ was and is about you and I. It was about my sin and yours. It was and is about the grace that comes to us via the Cross. Christmas, my friends, is really about Easter. nonsense you say. Give it some thought. The most famous birth ever had to happen so that God could make atonement for all people as he had promised. The purpose of Christ’s birth was his death.
I have realized something these past few weeks. It took a bit to sink in but it really solidified for me the night before last as I listened to my children answer that dreaded question “What do you want for Christmas?”
My oldest is easy. He wants the latest XBOX shootem’ up game so he can play with his buddies. No guess work, no wobbling, no problem at all.
My youngest isn’t quite as easy but he does have it nailed down to a general area. He likes R/C stuff. Any kind of R/C stuff. Planes, cars, helicopters, tanks, he’ll take them all. Oh, and of course he wants an iPad too.
Then we have the middle one. My wonderful daughter who is never at a loss for want. As she rambled off her seemingly endless list of wants I found my mind wandering as it sometimes does when I’ve quit listening to the person that is talking. (Yeah, I do that too. ) As she droned on my mind went off in the direction of my thoughts over the last few weeks.
You see, I’ve reached that point in my life where I really have no wants. Sure there are things that I would like to have but I really do not want for anything. I can sit here and look at the path of my life not as ups and downs but as a series of events that have led me here to where I am now. It’s kind of like an old black and white film. There are bits and pieces missing but the major events that formed me are still intact. I have a family that I would envy were it not mine, friends that I truly cherish, and the undeserved grace of God. I really could not ask for, nor do I want for, anything more.