So my brother read my story and wrote me...
"Hi brother,
Cool writing. it's an interesting story.
I can't tell if you are just writing, or if you are really working on your childhood memories.
My memories from near the time you were around 8 include me buying a weight bench from a garage sale. At 8 you probably did wonder where the weights came from.
My friend's Dad was studying welding at the local college. We went down and watched him weld. Maybe that's the source of your welding memory. There was another time that dad needed something welded but I can't remember what. I think he took us with him to a welder some where and we watched through visors as the job was done. I'm sure it would make a big impression on a young child so there were all these events in your life except for Capt."
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So this delusion is mostly concluded, but still have dreams about him. He is kind of like an Obi Wan--- Here, but not really here... lol.
Kind of a guide... my Jimminy Cricket...
And a hero...
As real as any super hero could be...