Posted 6 years ago
Can't believe I found these, but going thru old family photos, here they were. It shows my brother, David and I playing with our big jims. Both at home and at grandmas. I remember clearly how important it was that I got to take big jim with me. See, grandma lived on a big hill in the bay area and we would line up our campers and they would bullet down the hill, sometimes falling apart on the way down, but that was the beautiful thing about toys back then, you just simply pushed the body back in place and your ready to go. Yeah plastic cracks and scratches, but we didn't care. I took him everywhere, camping, trips, anywhere my parents would let me.
David is on the left and I"m on the right. The cowboy in the solo jim pic, was not an official Big Jim piece, he was a wondering cowboy that came to make friends with this guy with a futuristic camper machine. at least that's what I was pretending. God for one more minute of those days.