BY JACK HERBERT
WHEN I WAS a youth, Christmas meant toys on wheels that could be pushed, or which sported windup motors. Christmas morning was always quite exciting – a time when our collections of certain types of wheeled toys really increased numerically. Remember those days? No electrics, nothing that had to be plugged in to work.
Christmas is here again, of course. I thought it would be fun to deliver a whole set of Fire Engine toys for remembrance of good times past for all of us.