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I have really fond yet fuzzy memories of these little guys. Most of my toy collection is really focused on things I had when I was about 5 to 9 years old, I do have several of these playsets including that garage and my other favorite, the airport. It seems a little odd to focus on, but one of my favorite things with these was the little cloth gas lines you could fill up your Little People car with. Who knew filling your tank was such a blast.
As far as Little People go, I only recall having the school house (a hand me-down from my sister), but I had the Chatty telephone and other staples of the day. FP continues to be a HUGE part of infant and toddler's play patterns. My kids had a ton of the stuff, including the original castle shown here, which my wife found discarded with trash along the sidewalk near my dad's house. Even with no figures, both our kids had hours and hours of fun with that thing.
My earliest toys, I had the School House and the Airport and jet plane.I also have much love for the Adventure People figures my parachute guy was always caught in the wires at my friends or cousins house.
The farm and the garage are two of my earliest and fondest toy memories. I can still remember sitting in the shopping cart at the store when my dad started turning the crank on the demo garage the store had set up on the endcap (remember when they used to do that?) with the bell ringing at each level, and then the little car flipping out of the elevator and racing down the ramp from the top level, and I just screeched with delight. My mom reminded him that I had some money my uncle had given them for me for Christmas, and we bought one and took it home that night. The tall, green-bodied guy (who was made of wood) became my first action figure, getting repurposed from the garage on occasion for space missions in the farm silo (it looked like a rocket) wearing a toy vending maching bubble for a space helmet, which he also used for undersea missions in the bathtub. And he fought crime around the world, travelling to far-off mountains and cities in the rocket from a secret base hidden in the toy chest in my room.
He sits on my collection shelf now, next to my vintage AT GI Joes, every bit as much an adventure hero as any of them!
I never had Little People toys as a kid. I knew a few kids that did, though. I did have a Roly Poly carousel and a "radio" that you wound up and it played Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. When my foster sister and I were 8, she got a Fisher Price Little Lapsitter doll Elizabeth that looked just like her. When she went back to Africa a few months later, it became mine. Today I have Elizabeth again, the FP Movie Viewer, cartridges and Drive In Theatre, Rescue Heroes, and a classic little girl Little People I found on the ground one day. My favorite playset is the Main Street set.
"Do you believe, you believe in magic?
'Cos I believe, I believe that I do,
Yes, I can see I believe that it's magic
If your mission is magic your love will shine true."
The farm and the garage are two of my earliest and fondest toy memories. I can still remember sitting in the shopping cart at the store when my dad started turning the crank on the demo garage the store had set up on the endcap (remember when they used to do that?) with the bell ringing at each level, and then the little car flipping out of the elevator and racing down the ramp from the top level, and I just screeched with delight. My mom reminded him that I had come money my uncle had given them for me for Christmas, and we bought one and took it home that night. The tall, green-bodied guy (who was made of wood) became my first action figure, getting repurposed from the garage on occasion for space missions in the farm silo (it looked like a rocket) wearing a toy vending maching bubble for a space helmet, which he alsused for undersea missions in the bathtub. And he fought crime around the world, travelling to far-off mountains and cities in the rocket from a secret base hidden in the toy chest in my room.
He sits on my collection shelf now, next to my vintage AT GI Joes, every bit as much an adventure hero as any of them!
"Do you believe, you believe in magic?
'Cos I believe, I believe that I do,
Yes, I can see I believe that it's magic
If your mission is magic your love will shine true."
What a great picture, havnt thought about those toys in years. When I was a kid I owned every one of those sets, and got a ton of play out of them. Wish I still had them today. My favorite figure was the dog in picture "E".
You are a bold and courageous person, afraid of nothing. High on a hill top near your home, there stands a dilapidated old mansion. Some say the place is haunted, but you don't believe in such myths. One dark and stormy night, a light appears in the topmost window in the tower of the old house. You decide to investigate... and you never return...
He sits on my collection shelf now, next to my vintage AT GI Joes, every bit as much an adventure hero as any of them!
^ I agree with Sharry, great story. I used to take my little people family and use them as the Robinson Family in Lost in Space. I had an old Romper Room basket and a frisbee from KEDS that looked like a flying saucer and they had many adventures in the Jupiter 2. I kept my Garage and family house and my son still uses them to this day.
The farm and the garage are two of my earliest and fondest toy memories. I can still remember sitting in the shopping cart at the store when my dad started turning the crank on the demo garage the store had set up on the endcap (remember when they used to do that?) with the bell ringing at each level, and then the little car flipping out of the elevator and racing down the ramp from the top level, and I just screeched with delight. My mom reminded him that I had some money my uncle had given them for me for Christmas, and we bought one and took it home that night. The tall, green-bodied guy (who was made of wood) became my first action figure, getting repurposed from the garage on occasion for space missions in the farm silo (it looked like a rocket) wearing a toy vending maching bubble for a space helmet, which he also used for undersea missions in the bathtub. And he fought crime around the world, travelling to far-off mountains and cities in the rocket from a secret base hidden in the toy chest in my room.
He sits on my collection shelf now, next to my vintage AT GI Joes, every bit as much an adventure hero as any of them!
Man! That is big bags full of awesome right there. We had some great fplp goodness in our household. The Sesame Street brownstone was my favorite.
Like a mego, there's a friendliness to his expression. And a simpleness to him overall that I think lent itself to my projecting all the stories to him.
Thanks for the chance to think back over it and share!
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