Interesting topic. From 1947 to 1959 I lived in northeast Philly in a slightly below middle income neighborhood. I wasn't very far from the Pennsy Racetrack heading into 30th Street station. This was the height of the baby boom era and you would have expected there to be loads of kids with electric trains but there were none-none. We were the only family with electric trains. We were not that well off but my dad still managed to have a set of trains around the tree every year until he passed in 1953. We moved to Martinsburg , West Virginia in May of 1959 and the exact scenario repeated itself. Nobody had trains except for my Grandfather. I was quite fortunate to grow up around train lovers and I still have my Dad's and Grandad's trains to this day and they still run very well.
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