The big excitement for me was when there was video of a Barbie commercial being shown on TV & the audio was the well known commercial for G. I. JOE! I'll never forget Barbie meeting up with Ken to the lyrics of "...got one joe, get some more!" We laughed for a long time over that one! Then there was the Christmas when Daddy was laid up, we had the hand-me-down Christmas tree from our next door neighbors who left our lovely Denver cul-de-sac & went "back home" to Nebraska. I didn't understand why the tree was all white, & there were only shiny blue ornaments--all exactly the same--on the tree. That year, all of our presents were either from green stamps, or from relatives. I got an E-Z Bake Oven, but my brothers complained because the goodies were too little--I had already been baking cookies & cakes, & since my mother had to work, I cooked the evening meal for our family at the ripe old age of 7 years old. No matter what toys we got, or how many, we always ended up playing in all the boxes which they came in. Maybe "John from Hull" found one of the boxes we tossed & used it for his home. Nice to know that we could help!