Robby the Robot, which was operated via a cable-connected controller. The cable was similar to a speedometer cable and you turned a crank to make the robot move. The eyes flashed.
My favorites included a collection of Best of the West action figures (Johnny West, Geronimo, Sam Cobra, General Custer, and a couple of hand-me-down horses and a “used like the only woman on a pirate ship by the time I got her” Jane West).
Fort Apache was site of daily massacres and marble wars.
There was also a really long (seemed 5 feet long when I was a kid, probably more like 3 to 4 feet long) aircraft carrier that launched a couple of Nerf planes. My father, who served on a carrier immediately after WW2 (Japan surrendered before he finished basic) usually didn’t much approve of toys (as they cost money) but actually liked that one.
I also really enjoyed the ViewMaster projector. “Back in those days…” View Master reels were a lot cooler- they sold them at all tourist attractions just like souvenir postcards and they had them for most popular movies and TV shows (though I don’t remember STAR WARS reels).
Toys I was the right age for and always wanted but never got: The Six Million Dollar Man (didn’t watch the series, but the toys were cool- the eye you could look through and the villain with multiple faces), anything Star Wars, and JJ Armes.
Sucked the most: back in the '70s every single TV show had a board game: Happy Days, Laverne and Shirley, Planet of the Apes, Road Runner, you name it- and most of them were super lame rejects for real board games that just had the characters from the TV show stamped on them (and probably quickly moved to the discount bin). My mother used to get these for me (see “discount bin”). I was mannerly and thanked her and sometimes even set the game up and some had pretty boards (Planet of the Apes had a human cage that was nice), but we lived way the hell out in the country, my parents did not play board games (except, occasionally, Jeopardy, which was a hell of a lot of fun to play against adults when you’re 9), my brother and sister were a lot older and off in college and the only other people in walking distance were all born in the 19th century, and apparently it never occurred to my mother “Who the feck is he supposed to play this game with?”, so they just collected dust in their boxes in the same closet where my black GI Joe figure hid in a hole in the wall behind a broken necked giant Snoopy when I played Underground Railroad.
I had the line of Shogun monster toys that included Shogun Robot (mine was the yellow/blue guy with bulls horns and launching nipple-missiles), a derpy looking, hand-launching (!?) Godzilla and the super-amazing-awesome Rodan. With three foot wingspan and grasping talons.
The LEGO Technic Prop Plane with working flaps and rudder. It came with one of the oversized Technic LEGO men. The set also made a space shuttle IIRC, but I built the plane and never took it apart because it was so cool. It’s still sitting on a bookshelf in my parent’s house.
We must have been born around the same time.
Callisto, Major Matt Mason’s friend from Jupiter.
Wow. I haven’t thought about that character in a very long time.
My brother and I had a “Thingmaker”/“Creepy Crawlers”, he was older so he was supposed to supervise me. They bought me the “Fun Flowers” set to use 'cause I’m a girl but I liked the creepy stuff.
Severe burns and toxic fumes! It was fun being a kid in the 60’s!
My two biggest and best toys were a Star Wars B-Wing and a GI Joe Cobra Night Raven. They’d probably be worth a decent amount of money now if I hadn’t played with them to death and broken them.
Wow, I had something like this in the 90s that churned out gummy and fizzy candy in disgusting shapes! I forget what it was called, though… ahh, memories.
I have never met anyone that remembers these, but in 1968, when I was in 1st grade, the hot thing was the Whizzer top. You would drag the top point against concrete and let the thing spin at high speed with a very cool whiz noise.
I had the Evil Knievel set as well and that was cool. Unfortunately, as I got older Mr Knievel ran into a circle of fire and burned up in flight.