IF THE LINCOLN LOG FITS
Sticks of wood sparked creativity.
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.