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!
3 comments:
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 :)
Wow! I'm surprised and also very disappointed that toys with such racial stereotypes (cowboys vs. Indians) are still being sold!
Shelley F.
Thanks for sharing your lovely memory, Julie. Well said.
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