A Popular Toy You Had

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My best friend put one of those through the hood of her dad's new pickup truck. I'm just glad it wasn't somebody's head but I'm not sure her father felt the same way...LOL.

So many toys of my childhood do still exist but in such shoddy forms that they're not much fun to play with. The Tinkertoys are plastic and don't stay together well. The Lincoln Logs are really chintzy. Hula hoops aren't weighted well. Board games have diminished sizes and the cheap plastic playing pieces get knocked all over the place. Pickup sticks are plastic and don't work anywhere near as well as the old wooden ones of our days.

We played Crazy Eights with a card deck I swear my father brought home from WWII. Now my great-granddaughters play UNO with some sort of machine that spits cards out violently and jams at the drop of a hat....UNO Attack, I think it's called.
 

So many toys of my childhood do still exist but in such shoddy forms that they're not much fun to play with. The Tinkertoys are plastic and don't stay together well. The Lincoln Logs are really chintzy. Hula hoops aren't weighted well. Board games have diminished sizes and the cheap plastic playing pieces get knocked all over the place. Pickup sticks are plastic and don't work anywhere near as well as the old wooden ones of our days.
Amen to that! Not the same at all, any of them and others. Cheap, ugly and disposable!
 
Ha, I had to try and figure out how that machine worked, over Turkey dinner. Finally got it to spit cards out and the granddaughters were ecstatic. :D :LOL::ROFLMAO:
My kids and I used to love UNO Attack. Whenever one of us had to press the button we'd all cringe back like it was a hail of bullets that would be spit out, and not paper playing cards. šŸ˜„

My sister and I had one of these tunnels, and my kids had one too, and loved it, so I bought one for my grandchildren.


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Funny how most of these toys are so simple—and don't involve electronics.
 
My oldest brother had a chemistry set that made some extremely toxic, flammable, an/or explosive stuff if you combined the right chemicals.

A pedal car was my favorite until I grew too big for it.
Looked a lot like this one by then:

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My old, much loved, hand me down hooptie was blue!

I think that my father snatched it from the curb.
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I liked my train sets. My dad and I built a really nice layout with a working crane, working lights on the board, a mountain for the one train to go through it while the other train went over the top of it. A lot of stuff on that 4’x8’ piece of plywood with an artificial grass mat and some snow on parts of it. I had a Lionel and an American Flyer. I think my dad played with it more than I did.

My mom’s cats liked to wreck my trains. They thought they were playing with them. My dog would lie there and watch as the trains would go round and round.
 
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When you pull the cow along with the plastic yellow "rope" and squeeze the yellow handle (in the foreground) it makes the cow "moo". This is a picture of one I actually have, and it still works.
 

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