When I was reading Miss Maddie’s blog this morning, malady I was reminded of something. Susan was blogging about little autograph books that she collects from the 19th c. I have never seen those before and I loved them. Then I got to thinking about something else that I have NEVER seen before, stuff something that I collected when I was a child. They are called trading cards.
I have had these since I was 7 years old. If you have been reading my blog for a while, decease you know I’m no young chick! You do the math. LOL-I love having them. They bring back such fond memories of my childhood. Can you believe I still have the cardboard with the catagories written on them? My friends and I would bring them to school, and when it was time to go to recess, we would trade cards, out in the playground. These are not playing cards. These are trading cards. You could buy them in the 5 & 10 store. They had pictures of all kinds of things. Dancers, dogs, cats, boats, scenery, etc. I remember going with dime store with my mother. She loved buying them for me. She loved looking at them too. When I see her today, I’ll have to ask her if she remembers that. They were sold in packs of about 15. We would always look for the pack that had the prettiest one on the front, and that was the pack we bought. We couldn’t wait to get home to look at them. Sometimes there would be a double, and that would be one that I would trade for one that I didn’t have.
In all the years that I have been going to antique shops, I have never seen these. It’s always been such a mystery to me. Was it a regional thing? Still, where are they? You would think that some would show up somewhere. Are mine the only ones left? I doubt it, but then where are all the trading cards, that were owned by my friends and other children, that brought such joy? Hmm. Strange.
Here’s one my little brother got a hold of. He’s 60 now. I’ll have to show it to him some day.