My Grandfather
The fondest memory I Have when I was younger was going to my Grandfathers house and playing with the train set that he had in the basement. I know that is a cliche, but for me it was a real thing, and I was never happier. He had it set up permanently, so you never had to spend forever fixing stuff, just turn the switch and watch the beauty of the trains as they chugged past. It was a set of trains from the hornby train sets, and they still hold a special place in my heart to this very day.