Playset Magazine

[L Verge]

I had a beautiful dollhouse, but never played with it. I just wasn't into dolls. My mother would buy those beautiful "designer" dolls of the 1940s and 50s, and they would just sit in the room and look at me. My friends and I loved to play cowboys and Indians. Today, we'd be arrested for pointing our fingers as a pretend gun! We had the toy pistols of course, and the hats.

My favorite toy (despite the dollhouse) was a toy garage made of metal and about the same size as the dollhouse. It had a showroom on one side for new car displays as well as the mechanics' side, a gas pump, but best of all - it had a functioning elevator to move the cars to its roof when the mechanics (us) were finished working on them. Of course, I had a fleet of cars and trucks that constantly needed repairs.