Tell Wyatt how when my Granmother died in 1960 and I was a young lawyer my mother called and asked me if I wanted the big box of toys in her basement; of course, being married and no longer quite the child I once was, I said, 'no.' So she sold them; sometime later I recalled that there were 3 dozen of so little metal cars from the 1930's in - geeze that would have paid for my grandbaby's college if I hadn't been so adult and dumb. And yes I should have added what Allan said, "don't give away those tigers, Wyatt."