My Childhood TycoPro Cobra Is Finally Completed!

Today has been bittersweet if you want to call freezing at a funeral and having a couple of Rubbermaid boxes at your house dusted for fingerprints bittersweet. My wife's ex mother in-law died Saturday and was laid to rest this morning in Durham. She and her husband were two of the finest folks on the planet, and she became a surrogate mother to my wife, something that is all too rare these days in terms of character. I will be forever grateful for their love and friendship. As for brushing for fingerprints-CSI let me tell you has it all wrong. The sheriff's deputies use a vile mixture of graphite powder which blackens eveything in a ten foot radius. We scrubbed the kitchen floor for a couple of hours as the stuff is quite difficult to contain. No finger prints were lifted from the boxes, and may God have mercy on the thieves who lifted some pretty valuable Sioux moccasins and quillwork from the house. These were the very things that propelled me into archaeology, and certainly were associated with some of my fondest Scouting memories. Like slot cars we cannot take them with us, so my plans are to donate some of my Sioux Reservation Period cultural items to the Earnest Thompson Seton Museum at Philmont in New Mexico under which I did my early fieldwork. In giving back to Scouting perhaps someone can be influenced as I was to become an archaeologist. Once back to our mom's home in Raleigh I had a box waiting from Bruce at Trax Hobbies. Bruce has reproduced a TycoPro Cobra Enots fuel filler cap, and this was the final piece of the puzzle in restoring my childhood TycoPro Cobra. I would never have known about one had it not been for Dan, and I certainly tip my controller to you both in thanksgiving. It sure is nice to hold something completed that once brought fun and warm memories to you as a boy. It is not perfect, and I did paint the helmet and add some decals which are still there of course. One day though I will need to pass all of my slot cars on to someone younger who can appreciate just what slot cars were to us all once upon a time, and maybe they can smile like I did too. God Bless! Tonymgbbrown