"...Bags"

Back in the day us boomer kids had all sorts of little guys that came in bags for us to kill, and or maim. Twisting the heads off chopping off limbs, and such jollies.

We had whole genocidal wars on our lawns back yards parks

fire-escapes roofs basements or wherever a decent killing ground presented itself.

Cowboys, and Indians came in all multi-cultural colors.

WW2 army guys were green or kaki. Oddly they didn't make German or Japanese rubber/plastic troops. So at a close glance G.I's were slaughtering each other in a 1940's Civil War. Fuck it we didn't care. Well yeah there were adult collectors of metal toy soldiers.

These guy insisted on historical accuracy.

However that was a world away.

We were happy just to have Cowboys Indians, and Marines butchering each other all over safe happy 1950's back yards, and lawns.

If we were lucky our folks threw in assorted jeeps covered wagons

forts horses farm animals, and castles

Yeah we had knights too.

WW2 Soldiers Cowboys Indians Knights Dinosaurs Cows happily mixing it up with each other. These guys were priced to go as well.

I think they were .25 cents a pound.

All from big plastic bags for us to make dark apocalyptic blood splattered nightmare realms. Just good clean post-war fun.

I loved every second of it.

It made me the peacenik I would later become.