My early life was spent exploring the unfathomable depths of the Earth and fighting valiant lost causes on the front lines of galaxies far, far away.

Yesterday, I was Luke Skywalker, destined for great and mysterious things.

Today, I’m a Lego man, working my yellow plastic hands raw, mining for crystals under the crushing sea.

Tomorrow, I’ll don the guise of a Power Ranger and karate chop my way to being a cool teen with just enough attitude to save the world.

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I have willed the realities of my imagination into existence.

I have been a creator and, at times, a destroyer.

A god.

Dramatic, I admit, but that’s childhood for you.

Try as I might, I could find no other words to describe the memories that came flooding back recently as my wife and I sat down and started sorting through the treasures of my youth.

My parents recently hauled my old childhood toys out of storage and, with a wink and a nudge, proclaimed that it was time I reclaimed........

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