One of the things that we always seem to remember from our childhood is toys.
It is always interesting to see toys from different eras. I remember not only toys from when I was a kid, but also toys from when my parents were kids. How many remember going to grandparents or great aunts and uncles and playing with the toys that your parents generation played with?
My mother remembers playing with Mr. Potato Head when you had to provide the potato or other vegetable.
For us, birthdays were when we usually got toys. It is good that we had pictures to show which of us owned a toy.
I still have this car transport truck tucked away in a closet just a few feet away from me.
I can’t leave out my sister, she always had a lot of dolls to play with when she wasn’t treating me like one 🙂
Many of us had little red wagons, they were a great toy as we could carry our other toys around in them.
Of course, a bike could be considered a toy, but one that could take us further away and into more trouble. Like playing in the creek at Wildwood Park.
Steven
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