Conceived and used with the permission of Matthew Constantine and Brad Gullickson, the original dorks http://www.inthemouthofdorkness.com/
Everyone has a “Top 5.” But Brad and Matt, along with fellow dorks, Darren, Lisa, and Bryan, choose to walk a different path, and amended that to “A Fistful…” with their blog and podcast, In the Mouth of Dorkness. Topics range from “Heroic Kids” to “Spies” to “Summer Movies” to “Punches” to all things in between. Always fun, often insightful, and something I have regularly pilfered for Warrior27. As they say: If you’re going to steal, steal from those you know relatively well, who will not sue you.
In the Dorks’ latest fistful they offered up their top 5 toys. Being a film-centric podcast, the choices leaned heavily toward toys utilized in movies, though there were also toys from their childhoods interspersed among the various fistfuls. It was, no surprise, a great episode, with all dorks on point—great choices, great one-liners, great off-color jokes that kept a smile on my face throughout the whole thing. Check it out here: http://www.podbean.com/media/share/pb-4nggg-6791e4
For my own fistful of toys, though, it’s all about the toys I had as a kid. This list could easily—like so many reminiscences of my childhood—end up being filled with Star Wars toys, but that wouldn’t be all that fun (maybe I’ll save that for a later Fistful). Variety is the spice of life (1 point for hoary cliché), and I try, if nothing else, to make these lists interesting. But, enough preamble, let’s get to it.
5. Matchbox cars
Matchbox cars hold a special place in my memories. My first collection (followed by Star Wars, comic books, Tolkien books, Sandman by Gaiman, etc. etc.), it all began when Granddad would take me downtown to Newberry’s or across the river to Hyslop’s (in Canada) to buy me a Matchbox car. The collection quickly grew, and once he passed away, I didn’t stop, amassing dozens of these little metal cars and trucks, most of which I still have today.
One of the favorite things to do with my Matchboxes was to play smash-up derby. My friends would come over, and each of us would choose 20 cars for our respective teams. The point was to take one car each and, from across the room, whip them toward the center where they would hopefully smash into each other, toppling one or both—the streamlined race cars with front ends low to the ground were good for getting under the other vehicles, but some of the dump trucks were more stable, making them difficult to topple; there was a lot of strategy involved in the choosing of one’s cars. Whichever vehicle ended up on its side or top, as long as the other car remained on its wheels, went to the other player. Working through our teams, a winner was declared when the other person lost all their Matchbox cars. It was a blast!
4. Wild West Fort
4. Wild West Fort
This thing was low-tech, and I loved it. You had to put it all together, clipping the fence pieces in place without busting off the points where they attached, then set out the soldiers and the American Indians—some of which were bow-legged with little nubs on the insides of their ankles so they could sit atop the horses that came with it—and then… attack! Hours of fun ensued—months’ worth of hours, and it was always magical. Unless you had one of these (and are old enough not to have so many electronics at your disposal), you are probably looking at this picture and wondering what is wrong with me. Ah, well, that’s your loss. Sorry.
3. Evel Knievel
I was born in ’72. Evel Knievel was huge in the 70s, and early 80s, a real-life superhero who challenged death and lived to tell about it—launching his rocket cycle across the Snake River Canyon, jumping 13 buses at Wembley Stadium, going fast enough to reach escape velocity of the Earth (that last one…not real, but it was probably something that crossed children’s minds). I expect I saw Knievel on ABC’s Wide World of Sports (another nostalgic throwback to my youth, which includes features on Muhammad Ali and the Harlem Globetrotters), and like many children, I was enamored. So, with the advent of the Evel Knievel Stunt Cycle, I had to have that. Spinning the big white wheel would rev up the engine, then you’d hit the switch and release Knievel, to race across the floor, or stumble through your backyard. I’m sure it did not live up to the commercials, but that didn’t matter. It was still a blast.
2. Six Million Dollar Man
The Six Million Dollar Man was a favorite TV show, and the best Lee Majors television role, period (and, yes, I’m including Fall Guy and Big Valley in the discussion [insert smile emoji]). So, of course, I wanted to have the
(*ahem*, I mean action figure). With
bionic limbs and a bionic eye—which you could look through by putting your own eye
to the hole in the back of Steve Austin’s skull—this toy was…amazingly
simple. Like all the other toys on this
list, it was very low-tech, which meant your imagination had to do the heavy
lifting when you were playing. No
problem. “We have the technology” was
the prime directive when running around the back yard with the Six Million
1. Death Star
It all comes back to Star Wars. And the Death Star playset was the pinnacle of all Star Wars toys (one could argue that the U.S.S. Flagg from G.I. Joe may be the mother of all playsets, but I was in that limbo between being a kid buying toys and being an adult buying toys—the point, as a teenager, where one is “too cool” for toys—during the Yo Joe craze and missed out…though I did have a handful of the figures). With four levels, an elevator that could take you to each floor, a trash compactor (accessed through a trap door in the floor) with “trash” and a dianoga (now we knew what it sort of looked like), the cannon at the top (which popped out of its housing when the rebels stuffed a proton torpedo down the nearest exhaust port), a precipice where Obi-Wan could deactivate the tractor beam, and a retractable bridge that revealed a chasm over which Luke and Leia had to swing, this set had it all. Simply add action figures, preferably Star Wars but any roughly 4-inch figures would suffice, and you had a wealth of fun possibilities before you. The Death Star—the best Star Wars toy they made.
And, for bonus points, if you lived in Canada—or right on the border, as my best friend and I did—you could get the Canadian version of the Death Star, a completely different setup that offered just as much fun. Check it out below.
So, the top 5 toys of my youth. There are plenty of others deserving of honorable mentions. But I think I’ll share that in a different post, soonish. Now, what are yours? Drop them into the comments and tell me why I might be wrong, or maybe not as right as I believed. And thanks for reading.