My first Joe was Breaker and the JUMP on my 8th birthday. Maybe the RAM; I can't remember clearly and don't have any photos. He was a super agent (notice I didn't say "trooper") that attacked the Rebels & Imperials alike (I was a Star Wars fan). The Hasbro catalogs (wishbooks) and packaging reeled me in, and I begged for more when I could. Hit puberty and it all went into storage at the parents' house.

Flash forward 20 years: I visit the folks to clean out "my" storage and find the Joes again. Thinking I'll sell them on eBay and make millions, I ship it all to my place. This is virtually the entire collection '82-'87 = A LOT. While that was shipping, I carried the Collector's Case with my straight arm guys home, including Breaker. Reminiscing about the adventures, I couldn't let my buddies go. By the time the rest of my collection arrived, I was back on the collecting wagon. Now my kid enjoys playing with them, too. But I'll confess: the straight arms stay on the wall. They've served their duty and deserve a break!