25 Years

Posted: May 2, 2010 in Batteries Not Included

Today marks the 25th anniversary of my arrival to the good ol’ United States of America.  As is the fashion each year, I recall the excitement of getting on the plane, showing the baggage inspector all the toys in my bag, and my brother puking most of the time on the plane.  I remember looking out the plane window, seeing the sky turn from black to dark blue to bright blue sky.  And the smell of smog when first stepping off the plane at LAX (they wheeled one of those ladder things up to the plane).

25 good years.  How many more?  Who knows.


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