Sunday

He is my last man. The last soldier or toy of any kind I have from my childhood. After all of the moves to all of the homes, four different states, ten different cities...after all of the times I gave stuff away or otherwise pared down my possessions, I still have this guy. Yes, he was there - Stalingrad, Comrades. And Stalingrad did not fall. Nostrovia!

4 comments:

Billy said...

hands up!

meg said...

mayday. i don't think i've got anything left.

whimsical brainpan said...

Glad he made it.

Anonymous said...

Take him with you into the future....and pass him on to Winston when the time comes.....