Fond memories of The Fighting Lady

Published: Monday, December 23, 2013 at 03:14 PM.

She was played with by another generation of boys, cast aside, and forgotten among my son’s newer, more desired toys. In the midst of decluttering and a score of household moves, she became lost at sea, the memory of how she disappeared now long gone. But one memory — the most important one — remains.

The thrill of that 1960 Christmas morning lingers, that memorable day when The Fighting Lady eased into the port of my of boyhood life bringing so much joy. While flesh and blood fighting ladies and giving (vice receiving) have become more important to me now, my childish ways are not completely, I suppose, given up. I wouldn’t mind having her back.

Barry Fetzer is a columnist for the Havelock News. He can be reached at fetzerab@ec.rr.com.



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