dangerboy said:
I remember I had a Tonka airplane that looked sort of like a Duke, with a handle and a trigger to make the props spin. Between that and my Millenium Falcon, I was fat, dumb and happy. Now I'm just fat and dumb...
Born in 74 I was a child of the late 70's early 80's.
I had and still have it (in my parents attic I hope) the same plane. Mine was light blue. Yeah it was like a cross between a Baron/Duke and a Navajo. I wore my wrist sore squeezing (insert your joke here for what I wear my wrist sore doing now) the handle to make the props turn. Counter rotating if I remember.
Never had a big wheel or green machine, I was the youngest in the neighborhood so I had to be like the older kids and went from a tricycle to a dirtbike. I had a cousin that had a green machine so i was "checked out" on the lever operation. The thing is if you got the back wheels/axel turned real tight it was a bitch to get back straight. It didn't skid a well as a big wheel also.
I used to build stuff like crazy also, was always stealing my dads tools' while he was deployed or on a trip. I built a 3/4 scale wood ultralight like a quicksilver MX after I saw one in a national geographic. Then I built another one that was a cross between a Cassutt and Stitts. I believe parts of that one are still back in the woods behind my parents house. I built a delux treehouse complete with shingles that is still in thoes woods today. Scrap wood was easy to come by as after we moved in many developments started to spring up in the neighborhood. Wood for airplanes, treehouses and skate ramps was just a midnight covert ops over to new developement.
I had star wars stuff: X-wing, snow speeder, milenium falcon and the GI joe f-14. I also had this plastic army green cessna high wing that was a cross between a 150 and an L-19.
Jarts and shrinky dinks - just lawsuits waiting to happen. Anyone remember the kid from NJ who put a hot shrinky dink on his face straight from the oven, that pretty much ended that company right there.
I had a great powell parlota skate board that I found out last year my mom tossed out while she was cleaning the garage. I almost cried.
I grew up in what was pretty rural PA at the time so my school district was small and all we had was soccer (no football) and baseball so thats what I played and had quite a collection of shin guards and cleats. In jr/high I added wresteling and also started to race bikes (road bike, mtb and track) so in my teens I gathered a good collection of racing bikes.
I still have this childhood memory of when my older sister and her friend saw the movie Mommy Dearest. After they saw the movie they thought it would be fun to test the wire coat hanger beating out on little happy go lucky LearLove. Yeah what fun, 6 year old me comes home from a soccer game and gets ambushed by 2 nine year old girls with wire coat hangers.