AKA Brian Heiler author of "Rack Toys: Cheap, Crazed Playthings" and co-editor of "Toy-Ventures Magazine". Co-Host of the "Pod Stallions" podcast. Host of the Brick Mantooth Youtube channel, painter, designer, writer, mental health advocate, toy collector, Mego, and Mego Knock-Off enthusiast. I have large feet, ADHD and I live in Canada. Talk toys, not others.
Definitely NOT a candidate! Everyone I ended up dating in the last half of my Senior year of High School – Class of '75! – was wearing a uniform of some kind. This was not the least bit unusual, as my hometown area was absolutely inundated with all five branches of the military! Headquarters bases for at least three of them – Army Transportation HQ, Air Force TAC HQ (which was totally renamed in the 90's) and the Atlantic Fleet HQ of the Navy – plus Coast Guard and associated branches of the Marines. This would mean only one place where this could happen – the Hampton Roads area of Southeastern Virginia, right on the Chesapeake Bay. Marrying into the various branches of the service, if not joining them outright, wasn't the least bit out of the ordinary, nor would becoming employed by the largest employer in the Commonwealth of Virginia, what we used to know as Newport News Shipbuilding and Dry Dock Co., better known to the locals as "N.N.S. & D.D.Co." Now known as just Newport News Shipbuilding, or "The Shipyard" which is the Navy's only builder of Aircraft Carriers, and a prolific provider of nuclear powered submarines. All of these organizations sucked up a considerable proportion of high school graduates, either as direct members of, or marriage into, and in fewer numbers, both! We married in July 1976, during the middle of the Bicentennial Celebration, but didn't have kids for three more years, so, our contact with the toys was minimal during the latter half of the 70's, except for buying birthday and Christmas gifts for my much younger siblings (8,9 & 10 years younger than I) and his nieces and nephews from his two sisters, who were already married a few years prior to our own. But, before our own kids came along, we spent a good proportion of our discretionary income on those toys! Lots of these look familiar, since I'm sure we invested in many of them. The clothes? Not so much, since we usually stuck with the usual jeans and various shirts and tops, but rarely anything so terribly faddish! Probably the only time we actually bowed to the Temple of Fads, was for our wedding – I wore a Gunne Sax by Jessica McLintock white gown, and he wore a blue leisure suit with accompanying print rayon shirt! No real platform shoes though – not on his feet, although he did have a pair with somewhat thick heels – and only really high ones on mine in high school! Also, no white belts and matching shoes either – except on my stepfather – just too "Too!" Today, 41 years later, here we are, still together, and occasionally reminiscing over the "Old Times" and telling stories to our six grandkids!
Definitely NOT a candidate! Everyone I ended up dating in the last half of my Senior year of High School – Class of '75! – was wearing a uniform of some kind. This was not the least bit unusual, as my hometown area was absolutely inundated with all five branches of the military! Headquarters bases for at least three of them – Army Transportation HQ, Air Force TAC HQ (which was totally renamed in the 90's) and the Atlantic Fleet HQ of the Navy – plus Coast Guard and associated branches of the Marines. This would mean only one place where this could happen – the Hampton Roads area of Southeastern Virginia, right on the Chesapeake Bay. Marrying into the various branches of the service, if not joining them outright, wasn't the least bit out of the ordinary, nor would becoming employed by the largest employer in the Commonwealth of Virginia, what we used to know as Newport News Shipbuilding and Dry Dock Co., better known to the locals as "N.N.S. & D.D.Co." Now known as just Newport News Shipbuilding, or "The Shipyard" which is the Navy's only builder of Aircraft Carriers, and a prolific provider of nuclear powered submarines. All of these organizations sucked up a considerable proportion of high school graduates, either as direct members of, or marriage into, and in fewer numbers, both! We married in July 1976, during the middle of the Bicentennial Celebration, but didn't have kids for three more years, so, our contact with the toys was minimal during the latter half of the 70's, except for buying birthday and Christmas gifts for my much younger siblings (8,9 & 10 years younger than I) and his nieces and nephews from his two sisters, who were already married a few years prior to our own. But, before our own kids came along, we spent a good proportion of our discretionary income on those toys! Lots of these look familiar, since I'm sure we invested in many of them. The clothes? Not so much, since we usually stuck with the usual jeans and various shirts and tops, but rarely anything so terribly faddish! Probably the only time we actually bowed to the Temple of Fads, was for our wedding – I wore a Gunne Sax by Jessica McLintock white gown, and he wore a blue leisure suit with accompanying print rayon shirt! No real platform shoes though – not on his feet, although he did have a pair with somewhat thick heels – and only really high ones on mine in high school! Also, no white belts and matching shoes either – except on my stepfather – just too "Too!" Today, 41 years later, here we are, still together, and occasionally reminiscing over the "Old Times" and telling stories to our six grandkids! (This original story post was made on the day right before our 35th anniversary!)
There's something Mark Hamillish/Kimm Milfordesque about him…
Brick Mantooth's only real competition!
I dub him Mark Milford!
See him next fall in FIREBIRD AUTUMN!
Definitely NOT a candidate! Everyone I ended up dating in the last half of my Senior year of High School – Class of '75! – was wearing a uniform of some kind. This was not the least bit unusual, as my hometown area was absolutely inundated with all five branches of the military!
Headquarters bases for at least three of them – Army Transportation HQ, Air Force TAC HQ (which was totally renamed in the 90's) and the Atlantic Fleet HQ of the Navy – plus Coast Guard and associated branches of the Marines. This would mean only one place where this could happen – the Hampton Roads area of Southeastern Virginia, right on the Chesapeake Bay.
Marrying into the various branches of the service, if not joining them outright, wasn't the least bit out of the ordinary, nor would becoming employed by the largest employer in the Commonwealth of Virginia, what we used to know as Newport News Shipbuilding and Dry Dock Co., better known to the locals as "N.N.S. & D.D.Co." Now known as just Newport News Shipbuilding, or "The Shipyard" which is the Navy's only builder of Aircraft Carriers, and a prolific provider of nuclear powered submarines. All of these organizations sucked up a considerable proportion of high school graduates, either as direct members of, or marriage into, and in fewer numbers, both!
We married in July 1976, during the middle of the Bicentennial Celebration, but didn't have kids for three more years, so, our contact with the toys was minimal during the latter half of the 70's, except for buying birthday and Christmas gifts for my much younger siblings (8,9 & 10 years younger than I) and his nieces and nephews from his two sisters, who were already married a few years prior to our own. But, before our own kids came along, we spent a good proportion of our discretionary income on those toys! Lots of these look familiar, since I'm sure we invested in many of them.
The clothes? Not so much, since we usually stuck with the usual jeans and various shirts and tops, but rarely anything so terribly faddish! Probably the only time we actually bowed to the Temple of Fads, was for our wedding – I wore a Gunne Sax by Jessica McLintock white gown, and he wore a blue leisure suit with accompanying print rayon shirt! No real platform shoes though – not on his feet, although he did have a pair with somewhat thick heels – and only really high ones on mine in high school! Also, no white belts and matching shoes either – except on my stepfather – just too "Too!"
Today, 41 years later, here we are, still together, and occasionally reminiscing over the "Old Times" and telling stories to our six grandkids!
Definitely NOT a candidate! Everyone I ended up dating in the last half of my Senior year of High School – Class of '75! – was wearing a uniform of some kind. This was not the least bit unusual, as my hometown area was absolutely inundated with all five branches of the military!
Headquarters bases for at least three of them – Army Transportation HQ, Air Force TAC HQ (which was totally renamed in the 90's) and the Atlantic Fleet HQ of the Navy – plus Coast Guard and associated branches of the Marines. This would mean only one place where this could happen – the Hampton Roads area of Southeastern Virginia, right on the Chesapeake Bay.
Marrying into the various branches of the service, if not joining them outright, wasn't the least bit out of the ordinary, nor would becoming employed by the largest employer in the Commonwealth of Virginia, what we used to know as Newport News Shipbuilding and Dry Dock Co., better known to the locals as "N.N.S. & D.D.Co." Now known as just Newport News Shipbuilding, or "The Shipyard" which is the Navy's only builder of Aircraft Carriers, and a prolific provider of nuclear powered submarines. All of these organizations sucked up a considerable proportion of high school graduates, either as direct members of, or marriage into, and in fewer numbers, both!
We married in July 1976, during the middle of the Bicentennial Celebration, but didn't have kids for three more years, so, our contact with the toys was minimal during the latter half of the 70's, except for buying birthday and Christmas gifts for my much younger siblings (8,9 & 10 years younger than I) and his nieces and nephews from his two sisters, who were already married a few years prior to our own. But, before our own kids came along, we spent a good proportion of our discretionary income on those toys! Lots of these look familiar, since I'm sure we invested in many of them.
The clothes? Not so much, since we usually stuck with the usual jeans and various shirts and tops, but rarely anything so terribly faddish! Probably the only time we actually bowed to the Temple of Fads, was for our wedding – I wore a Gunne Sax by Jessica McLintock white gown, and he wore a blue leisure suit with accompanying print rayon shirt! No real platform shoes though – not on his feet, although he did have a pair with somewhat thick heels – and only really high ones on mine in high school! Also, no white belts and matching shoes either – except on my stepfather – just too "Too!"
Today, 41 years later, here we are, still together, and occasionally reminiscing over the "Old Times" and telling stories to our six grandkids!
(This original story post was made on the day right before our 35th anniversary!)