guys & dolls
During the mid to late 60s I played with action figures.
I wasn't really into maiming small, arboreal, creatures with pellet guns or much of a car guy so action figures were my thing.
These action figures were of course articulated, playscale models (12inches = 6feet) that were big enough to play with ( ie.manly) and you could really appreciate all of the fine details in their costumes and accessories....sooo cool!
Yes many of my school friends would literally say that it was totally gay to play with dolls but I didn't care. I thought that they were amazing.
Remember this is before the advent of cable TV, watching videos or playing video games so we were forced to use our imaginations and make our own fun.
There wasn't as much societal pressure for parents to force their kids to participate in after school activities every second of their lives like we started doing in the 80s. It was still OK to let your kids just play.
Now of course I started out with the ubiquitous GI JOE, the gateway action figure, although I never had the JFK version that is featured here..
I spent countless hours living vicariously through my GI JOEs exacting our collective revenge on the evil GI JOEs who would be outfitted in Nazi uniforms. This is before political correctness was made law so we still called those bastards Gerrys or Krauts.
I don't imagine that any of these companies would be making Osama action figures for modern GI JOEs to hunt down, interrogate, torture and then kill over and over again. The entire premise sounds ludicrous in this day and age..or does it?
When CAPTAIN ACTION came out I thought that I had died and gone to heaven. He was the coolest thing EVER!
I mean just look at all of the superheroes that he could turn into!
HE WAS AWESOME!
I did have a hard time trying to understand his uncanny resemblance to DEAN MARTIN but hey I was only 10 years old.
JOHNNY WEST was also around to satisfy any hankerin' for a good old western shoot 'em up but how do you compete with a guy who could be Superman, Captain America, Aquaman and Batman? I had no idea who the hell Steve Canyon was so I didn't bother getting that one.
Eventually I managed to cajole my parents into acquiring the entire collection and spent years hiding in my basement setting up fabulous scenarios of GOOD VERSUS EVIL.
My sister of course had BARBIES so eventually there was plenty of exploratory hanky panky going on....
which eventually made me start to wonder why I was in my basement playing with, I mean by myself, and not out chasing real girls.
Then wouldn't you know it...
within a few years my voice was changing,
I got hair in funny places,
and my fascination with playscale lapsed into the blurry hormonal hell that we call adolescence.
Yes those were simpler times and I wish that I had kept these marvelous toys.
They would be worth a fortune on EBAY!