I posted this in another thread.

Quote Originally Posted by Steve of Lansing
"...When I was a kid I had a couple of "Hot Wheels" play-sets. Well, as happens, I out grew "kids" toys and they got sold in a garage sale. Fast forward about 25 years and a great friend of mine has a daughter, and she goes around to garage sales to find stuff for her kid. One day I show up at her house and there's this play-set setting in the middle of her living room, and I immediately start playing "cars" with her daughter.

After I told my friend that I had one just like it, she asks if I knew who got a hold of it when it was sold and I knew so I told her. It seems that this play-set had made its way through no less than 4 other families before it ended up in my friends possession. (it's a rather small town, so this pedigree wasn't too hard to keep track of)

It actually brought a little mist to my eyes when I realized I was the first one to enjoy this toy, and that so many other children had gotten to enjoy it.

When my friend noticed this, she promised that I would get it back when her daughter had outgrown it."
It felt good to share this really great memory and it made wonder if anybody else had a story about something they loved, lost and had come back to them.