I built a lot of plastic models when I was a kid. Most of them I blew up with m-80s.
When I was in third grade two kids brought these to school one day. The next day almost everone had them. The day after that they were banned.
Nimblepin says he was there the day the Superball factory blew up in Fullerton. What a glorious day that must have been.
"i met this kid with a huge box of superballs."
That would be Nimblepin...
Back in the day when they said go fly a kite, we actually did. The best ones came from the Green Giant food co. They would have a new one every year and we would send in our boxtops for it.
Quoted from LTG:
Nobody played with M-80's and wrist rockets ?
M-80s are why I don't have any of my childhood toys anymore. And some of us still play with wrist rockets.
Quoted from Pinballerchef:
Damn some of you guys are OLD......toys I never heard of on here!
But we've heard of yours. And ours were better!
This was all set up and waiting for my brother one x-mas morning.
Great slot car set.
Quoted from Erik:
That is too awesome. What's the name?
I don't remember what it was called but it was a wind up working roller coaster. I think we might have got it by trading in some green stamps. Not sure though. I forgot all about it until I saw a pic online today. It did fall apart after a while.
Edit- found a vid.
Kids today would get shot if they had that toy in public. Where have all the good times gone?
Quoted from pinwiztom:
Sadly how many of us will be diagnosed with skin cancer?
I had a melanoma on the back of my leg a few years back. What I have learned is a lot of it is genetic as some get it where the sun doesn't shine. But years of laying on my surfboard and the beach letting myself get burned to a crisp probably didn't help. But I still spend plenty of time in the sun.
I had the American Logs . They were the flat version of Lincoln Logs. We had that coaster and maybe that bowling set.
One of my favorite toys when I was a small child was that spiral race track with two cars that would start when you released them, and raced to the bottom. I was surprised they still make that (a little different now) so I got one for my daughter when she was young.
Here is the newer version, but I can't for the life of me find pics of the one I played with. I think the cars may have had a marble that snapped in them to roll on , but not really sure.
Coach lines up 50 balls midway on the tennis court. Two teams, on on the back of each side. When the whistle blows, it's game on!
I had PE early in the morning in Jr. High. First time I played warball was one of the coldest foggiest winter days around here. One of the better baseball players in school took aim and nailed me in the nads with a fastball. I'll never forget that. First time I ever thought I should "play better". And soon after that I did.
!962. Our PE coach was a sadist and I wasn't sure he didn't make this game up himself, but I guess it must have been in the school manual.
Don't ever send them to military school then. My venture there made warball seem like a walk in the park.
I didn't care for it either but it was either shower or stink the rest of the day. And in Jr. high it's time to start impressing the ladies.
Quoted from jhanley:
You went to military school in the 5th grade?Are you serious?Why?
I was a bad boy. I could get into details, but combine a recent divorce, my brother and me fighting, my mom pulling her hair out, and me not doing my schoolwork, then you get the picture. 2 years of hell for me was my reward. But I came out of that place knowing how to fight and take care of myself. After that I answered to nobody but myself.
On the plus side it taught me self dicipline, how to stay healthy, and be productive throughout the day. But I don't wish the experience on any kid today. Although they probably no longer physically torture and punish kids like they did back then.
I was stronger coming out than I went in. You have to understand that most of the kids there were there for a reason. Some with way bigger issues than I had. Throw them all together and you have quite a crew. You had to know who your friends were because they were few. But we had a great football team and they served fish sticks on Friday.
It was rough when I went back to regular school , but soon I adapted. There were no toys in military school, but when the weekend came and mom picked me up, it was party time so to speak. Until Sunday evening when it came time to go back. I rebeled. I escaped that prison 4 times which may be a record, but there was no where else to go but back. I'm starting to think it was a good overall experience in preparation for life.
I wonder what it was like when the factory exploded and thousands of Super Balls were found for blocks away. Nimblepin?
Quoted from pinwiztom:
but all we had was a little portable (mono) record player,
and my mom thought we would ruin the needle if we played that "stereo" LP on it
I think she had it backwards.
We had a Packard Bell console with 15 inch woofers. The lady next door hated us when I started getting into 70s metal.
Quoted from Pinball-is-great:
the bicycle was still the no. 1 item to have/use/play with, so that we could go places around town and hang out with friends.
Bikes were freedom indeed. Even as young as six or seven we could take off and ride around town till all hours of the night. Or we could ride them down to the firework stands and they didn't have a problem selling them to us little kids who had saved up for the occasion.
Fourth of July toys.
It wasn't like I was raised in Charlie Bucket's house. But we weren't wealthy to say the least. Come x-mas time and birthdays we got some toys, but everthing else was earned by me doing paper routes, digging aluminum cans out of trash cans, or whatever else I could do to scrape up some cash. It made me appreciate them all the more.
Quoted from NimblePin:
Funny, I was actually at the end of my paper route when I stumbled upon some Superballs in the street. I followed the trail down Raymond Ave across the tracks, found the mother lode amidst the rubble; loaded my Sunday Register bags to the brim (before they tore) and rode (slowly) back home.
In this town you took what you could get! Great story!
Quoted from str8cash:
All of this Fullerton talk keeps me walking around singing Mr. Automatic by 3 day weekend. YouTube it if you're not a sports fan. A couple guys wrote a song about a call screener on the Jim Rome show back in mid 00s. He's the best contestant Blind Date ever had!
I'll check it out. I once heard an Axl Rose interview where he got lost in Fullerton. He said " I didn't realize how big that town was" lol. It's not a bad place, but it's certainly not the beach.
A friend of mine's little brother had all girls toys. There must have been some allure...
Nothing wrong with clowns! They are great salesmen too. Look no further than the pinball community...
Quoted from bob_e:
I don't have a picture..so you put it on/over your finger, press it against a surface, and it lights up.
That reminds me of this one, and I'm guessing 27 pages into this thread and it's the first time mentioned.
Put the bulb in your mouth and it magically lights up!
I wonder if any kids ever choked on that metal ring it took to light up the Fester Bulb. I'm guessing none. We ate our iron like men.
Quoted from cottonm4:
Danm, o-din, that's quite a price. That kit has to be uber rare, I would think.
That's nothing compared to what I got for my 8th birthday that cost maybe $1 or $2 at the time if I remember correctly.
At least shipping is free.
I knew a kid that chomped on a power cord when he was an infant, and he had a big old scar to prove it. That's how I learned.
Wasn't that Charles Atlas deal one of these?
I had one back in high school and a few hours a night while watching TV along with a bunch of sit ups and I could wear my painter's overalls at school with no shirt, no problem.
I don't remember where I got mine. I didn't buy it. Maybe my brother did or someone gave it to me. But I used it. And you don't even have to know how to talk to girls after a few weeks with that thing.
Who's got a Sixfinger! Any toy that shoots dangerous projectiles is alright by me!
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