Years ago when my parents were kids, candy was sold in glass containers in different shapes. The train was laying on an attic floor. I actually stepped on it not knowing what was under foot. The house was to be torn down and we were seeking things. It was originally my wife's grandparents home, which they built, and then it was my wife's home before we married. I have a collection of six different glass candy containers that were mostly from my mom's childhood. She was born in 1919 and certainly kept the glass toys as they didn't have very many toys.
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