May 4, 2009
I have a confession. I am crazy for atomic-age toys. Even though they predate my childhood for the most part (late 60's-70's), I did get my chubby little hands on quite a few hand-me-downs, such as my brother's Electric Robot and Son - minus the son.
Nothing has the styling, imagination or color combos today, especially when you're speaking of Japanese Tin. That's why collectors pay big bucks for these one-time common gems.
I have to settle more for a bargain-basement collection, mostly of space toys. Some of the repros and imitaions produced today are just as good as the originals (though to be honest, the Chinese have yet to attain the quality of craftsmanship that the Japanese achieved). Junior's room (retro-styled of course) is bursting with toys that I've aquired over a lifetime. Fortunately he doesn't seem to mind (yet), as long as Daddy shares the treasures with him every once in a while. He's captivated by them just as kids a generation before were.