You mean to say they don't have all that stuff still? I have a story about every one of them.
My first experience with money.
I was about five years old when dad gave me a dime for six hours of hard labor. I was so excited I jumped on my bike to cruise town looking for a place to spend it. Finally decided on the Coke machine, put my dime in and it instantly came out the coin return and into the bottle cap dump. Man was I bummed, been a tightwad ever since.
Anybody remember Gorgeous George and Coco Brazil the wrestlers?
My buddy and I went to one of their matches and sat in the second row with pea shooters, whenever Gorgeous George wasn't looking we'd nail him. Man was he getting POed, think our peas hurt more than that phony wrestling.
The wringer washer story is pretty gory.
BTW, I'm a '47 model.