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If it could hurt you or burn you, or was sciencey, I had it and loved it.
Creepy crawlers, that vacuum forming plastic heating toy, I forget what it was called, bb guns, pellet guns, bows and arrows, chemistry sets, telescopes - those were what I remember most. There was this great shooting game, with a blowgun and a toy gun that shot these odd sticky darts, that we playd with for months.
Barn ball in the big open space on the upper floor of the barn - a basketball hoop nailed to the grain bin, and you had to figure out how to bounce the ball off of uneven floor boards.
Actual guns weren't considered toys, but I got my first shotgun at 12, a .22 at 14, and a deer rifle at 16. I grew up shooting clay pigeons from an early age.
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