Hey everyone --
A few years ago, in the thread, "Is there truly no love for Timex" I posted a short re-telling of the watch that kicked off my love of watches:
"Timex!?! That's what started this whole love affair!
I was but a young lad, with allowance money in my pocket and a mind to put it to good use, but, what to buy? Then, one day, a gold casement sparkled out, shining to me, beckoning me near to the rotating plastic carousel at the end of the counter, of the newly opened 'London Drugs' store in our small Canadian town. What was this work of magic? This machination didn't even have a dial! A grey screen, instead, like I'd seen on a calculator....and upon it floated dark gray hands, the second hand appearing, only to vanish, then return again. The illusion was entrancing....
I added up my meager dollars, but I was well short of the mark, but my heart was set. The future had arrived, and I would be the one to own it!
Week after week, then month by month, I saved, more miserly than old unconverted Scrooge himself! I denied myself gum, hockey cards, marbles, and not even my best friend could borrow a single thin dime.
I was eager now for a boring shopping trip, the longer the list, the better! Wading through toiletries and cosmetics was more than worth it, for a chance to stand at the counter, at the slowly spinning alter of my dreams....
"That line over there is shorter, son, come on, we don't need to be standing here forever..." I begrudgingly would move. No one understood. I could stand there forever, wishing that a dozen or a hundred more people stood in front of us, just to give me more time with time itself.
Eventually, the day came. I plunked down my Great White North bills and coins proudly, but now could barely wait to get out of the store. No Christmas gift in all of my short years of living could compare to the reverential unwrapping of my prize...
Owned it and wore it until it eventually died, but, yup, it was called the Timex Illusion, and it is the watch that started my love of watches and for me, there is always love for the brand that first stole my heart!"
In 2017, my mom passed away, and the following months, and ongoing, were (still are, but less so now) extremely difficult (wasn't even posting here anymore, or doing much beyond dealing with grief). As always, there was stuff to have to sort through, and it took quite a while before I found the strength to do so. Too many memories, all at once, with the loss still so fresh.
Well, I finally set about to do so, and bless my mom, in a box of my "old things" I didn't even know she'd kept, was that very Timex! Also, my second watch -- my "sport" watch at the time -- a Casio "Twin Graph" which I remember thinking was the coolest gadget watch in my young life.
A flood of reminiscing, for sure, and what a thrill, and just one of the countless unspoken things my mom did, her whole life, in blessing my years on this earth. I had thought it not only broken, but long gone! Thank you mom!
To my utter amazement, in replacing the battery, it fired right up! The Casio, sadly, no luck there, but, wow, for a watch that has been sitting in storage for decades, like over thirty years, pretty impressive and the old adage of takes a licking and keeps on ticking from old Timex adverts rings true.
So, wow, an amazing find, and the watch that began this hobby of affection, going back to my distant youth, is still with me now, thanks to my mom's love and care.
Anyone else have a first love watch that's still around? Would love to hear the story...