From the time I can first remember I have had He-man. I was born in 1982. Some of my earliest memories include playing He-man with my older brother. ( Our He-man sessions were wild because the Thundercats and Silver Hawks would be thrown in and later it was She-Ra who was added to the mix.) I remember the day we were arguing about what to watch on TV (since He-man wasn't on until later) I wanted to watch the Smurfs and I think he wanted to watch Wrestling. Well here he is, giant twelve year old that he is looking down on a little two year old, apparently he feels like an ogre, so he sits down on the floor to try to talk me into watching wrestling (knowing that I would either complain the whole time or turn off the TV)--- and he sat down right on top of the Falcon Fighter. It smashed into a million pieces and my brother lept to his feet and looked down in horror at what he had done. The first words out of his mouth were ,"Oh my God, don't tell mom." And I nodded while he swept up the pieces into his fingers... but just about that time Mom came around the corner "Don't tell me what?" she asked. She wasn't angry... but neither could she fix the fighter... it went out with the garbage. Eddie let me watch Smurfs... and later we watched He-man. I have lots of memories with MOTU and POP and I cherish them all-- later on, after escaping an abusive situation, my childhood with my brother and He-man are some of the only things I can clearly remember (or want to remember). He-man and She-ra to me represent a healing process that I'm still going through. While I'm doing it I'm restoring what toys I have and attempting to get the others (and the books/videos)... and I'm remembering the things that made me happy. Thank you Most Powerful Man in the Universe. Thank you Princess of Power.