When I was a little boy my folks would give me two dollars to spend on toys every Saturday when we went to the drawing on the street in Humansville.
Two dollars sixty years ago would buy a whole lot of toys.
No balsa wood airplane or sack full of army men or cap gun or squirt pistol or kite or water propelled rocket was even half as much fun as a geniune Pre 54 ancient, oil cured, aged, unvarnished, unstained, and unpainted Algerian briar pipe and especially one that was from 27 West 24th Street New York City by Bob and Helen Marx.
This one full of Buoy Gold about has to be a $7.50 grade Deluxe marked 14K RGP on the band.
But even the ugliest, gnarly ones are gooderns anyways, you know?
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It was only $20 which is like $2 was then, more or less.
I had to pay $10 in shipping and taxes to the dad blasted gubbermint, but they taxed little kids back then too.