(With apologies to Hitogoroshi, of course)
For those who didn't know, last month was the 50th anniversary of the Lego brick. Created by an insane Dutchman with a hatred for bare feet, Legos have brought joy to children for half a century.
I got my first Lego set when I was but a wee lad, from my grandfather at Christmas. It was this set right here:
That set me down the path of Lego madness, always looking for new sets to expand my little town. Back then, you could go with Town Lego, Space Lego, or Castle Lego. I was a Town man myself, though my town was occasionally visited by UFOs and robots.
The thing that I loved about Legos was that although they did come with clearly defined instructions, almost every set had a "More ideas!" set of pictures on the back that made you realize you could do pretty much whatever the hell you wanted with them. Turn that Motorcycle Shop into a race track pit stop! Turn the Beach House into another Beach House, but different! Seriously, though, Legos were pretty much a limitless source of creative energy. I never quite rose to the level of some of the amazing Lego artwork out there, but it never ceases to impress me.
Sadly, in recent years, Lego seems to be on the decline in some aspects. No longer can you buy a straight-up bucket of pieces to play with, and the prices in general have gone way up. Licensed sets rule the day, and my cherished town sets seem fewer and further between. They did, for the anniversary, just release this beaut:
1000 pieces, but at $150 ($300 on Amazon!) I'm going to have to pass on that for a while.
Anyone else out there have some touching Lego memories (or injuries)?