Sunday, 15 December 2013

Frontier Logs

Spotted these in the toy store today and had to buy them.

I know, I have grand daughters and they likely won't have any interest in these. They are into princesses right now.

But 50 years ago a trip to see my Grandma and Grandpa meant getting to build with these blocks when my five older siblings were done with them. These blocks were a favourite for all of us. I don't remember playing with the little figures (maybe they were all lost by the time I got to them), but I built log cabins and loved putting the roof on and then adding the chimney. I remember playing on the floor of the veranda, near the door. I can hear the sounds of summer on the Winnipeg River. I can smell Grandma's perennial garden thru the veranda windows. Waiting to be called to help shuck the corn for supper - we would all eat down on the patio by the river. Grandpa would have his big BBQ going. We would sit at the bright yellow picnic table.

So when I saw them today, and they are exactly the same as the ones I played with 50 + years ago, well   I had to buy them. Got them home and opened the box and the memories all came back. They are exactly the same! And this time the set is complete - no missing logs.

I haven't opened the inside package yet - David says I have to save it for Christmas. And while the tag will likely says to the Cortens grandchildren…… they are really for me. And I just might play with them before anyone else because now I am almost the oldest!


Allie said...

What a lovely post! I loved reading your memories!

And don't worry - Tanis and Jane like to build things as well as be princesses :)

Anonymous said...

Wow! I'm surprised and also very disappointed that toys with such racial stereotypes (cowboys vs. Indians) are still being sold!
Shelley F.

Dale said...

Thanks for sharing your lovely memory, Julie. Well said.