I have collected marbles for years. They are small and don’t take up much space.
Yesterday there was a package in the mail for me…a slingshot and marbles for ammunition to shoot down Far Guy’s Gyrocopter when it attacks me.
I used to play marbles with my brother all the time. The Orange/White/ Green and Orange/White/ Brown are from the1950’s. As I swirled those marbles between my fingers it brought back many old memories. Playtime was simple back then… we would play marbles for hours. I can still remember the excitement when I would capture one of my brothers prized marbles.
These are all very old marbles, I was very impressed with the two shooters!
I had to make room for this windfall of marbles. I decided that the dice which are also small and easily collected needed to go to a different container and these marbles needed their own jar.
They fit nicely in the jar along with a note that tells about them.
Kids don’t play marbles much anymore.
Far Guy says : I had a tin full of marbles, cousin Jay and I sat at the top of the steps upstairs at the house in Park Rapids. We rolled them down the wooden steps one at a time, plink plink plink on the wooden steps. One of our parents yelled “I don’t want to hear ONE more marble come down the steps.” …so we dumped the whole tin at once!
I asked him if he recalled the punishment he replied “nope.”