IF THE LIN­COLN LOG FITS

Sticks of wood sparked cre­ativ­ity.

Reminisce - - Retro Replay - BY PAT GOEBEL MORRIS • SAN DIEGO, CA

Our imag­i­na­tions took over when my brother Jim, sis­ter Dolores (aka Dodie) and I brought out the Lin­coln Logs. It was the 1940s in Park Ridge, Illi­nois, and Jim had quite the col­lec­tion. We built forts, houses, cor­rals and other farm build­ings. When my grand­daugh­ters Suzanne and Made­line vis­ited, I shared sto­ries of my child­hood. I also wanted them to have the same fun, so I spent about $300 buy­ing sets.

When the girls fi­nally out­grew the Lin­coln Logs, I ad­ver­tised them on­line. A mother and her chil­dren came by and, when the kids saw the col­lec­tion, their eyes lit up. Al­though I had hoped to re­cover my money, the look in their eyes melted my heart.

I packed every­thing into a 13-gal­lon bag and sold the lot for next to noth­ing. The joy on their faces still makes me smile. I love know­ing some­one else is hav­ing fun and build­ing mem­o­ries, too.

PAT AND SIS­TER DODIEplayed for hours with the logs.

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