When Dads SufferFriday, November 10, 2006
The National Toy Hall of Fame is paying homage to the electric age.
The Easy-Bake Oven and Lionel model trains joined Mr. Potato Head, the Frisbee and 32 other classic but watt-free toys Thursday in the Strong-National Museum of Play’s eight-year-old hall of fame.
Longevity is a key criterion for getting into the all-star lineup. Each toy must not only be widely recognized and foster learning, creativity or discovery through play, but endure in popularity over multiple generations.
What about Lite Brite? They still sell that great toy. Another great toy is the HO slot car and track. My dad built us an HO track on a huge wooden platform that folded up against the wall. So this track had a Lionel train and track that circled the outside of it. How cool. Me ‘n my brothers would spend hours racing and bickering over the best lanes.
Dad sent this story to me and the reason is obvious. I not only grew up with the four toys mentioned in the story above, but worse yet, my poor, dear father suffered immensely while being on the receiving end of my awful cakes from my Easy-Bake Oven. I remember those weekend days when my big plans revolved around Easy Bake – after I was finished with pick-up hockey, of course – and its less-than-delicious concoctions. I would even make these double-layer creations, slop on the frosting, and feel so proud as I presented my creations to my Dad, who I assumed was elated with his daughter’s homemade desserts. Of course, at 7 or 8, the thought of rubberized, sponge-like cakes never seemed to be out of the ordinary. I thought Dad liked them just because I made ‘em. The more I think about it, the more I think those puppies ended up in saran wrap at the bottom of the garbage barrel.