The curmudgeon was gifted with an American Flyer model railroad set by his grandfather. My Dad converted a basement ping-pong table into a wonderful adventure for young kids.
Unlike that fake thing, Lionel, this remarkably clever thing ran on two tracks, not unlike the real thing.
And, like any genius product line, it gave my grandfather an annual gift - new engine, cattle shaky thing, special under pads that closed RR crossing arms as the train approached - I have quite the collection.
In the early 70s, I refurbished it all, setting up a small circle of track around my Christmas tree.
Remember, WD-40 had been invented.
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