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Robot Mania: Growing Up in the Space Age
by Gord Wilson (This was originally slated for Model Toy and Collector magazine, which went out of print before it could appear).

I remember the November day in 1963 that a huge box arrived from a department store downtown. I was nine years old. The brown-suited delivery man set it down in the living room, much to my mom’s chagrin, foiling her plan to hide the box away until the holidays. Christmas morning confirmed my best hope as I eagerly tore the wrapping off to reveal the outlandish, three foot tall, green and gold dream of every space-minded kid in 1963: ‘Your Friend From the Moon,” Big Loo by Marx.

Big Loo dutifully took his place among my line-up of robots and space toys. Great as he was, I couldn’t say he was my favorite robot. But consider the contenders for that title:1961 had brought Robot Commando by Ideal. Although the voice command remote control malfunctioned the day after Christmas, he still hurled balls, shot missiles out of his head and crawled across the floor with his eyes rolling in crazy, dizzy spirals. The big blue robot performed guard duty for Ideal’s Astro Base and Deluxe Reading’s Operation X-500 Command Center, both from 1960, even though he was all out of proportion to the red plastic spaceports.

My parent’s favorite robot was the gray tin Yonezawa/ Linemar Smoking Spaceman, which from an early age I found unnerving. I’d shut the lights off, jump into bed, and watch his eerie red eyes shining in the dark, the spectrum changing on his barber pole top dome, smell the pungent, wafting smoke from his mouth grille, hear his mechanical clanking, walking sound. Probably my favorite was the shining white metal Chief Robot Man, if only because my sister gave him to me. He also seemed the most robotic. He’d stop, flash his eyes and top dome while turning his head with a metallic, grinding sound, and I never tired of his mysterious “bump’n’go” action.

It never occurred to me to have the robots fight. They shared a peaceful world with the dinosaurs in my toy box. The only bruises they sustained came when a neighbor kid one day declared war and smashed them together. Long before I learned Isaac Asimov’s Three Laws of Robotics, however, my robot family had heroic and helpful role models in Rosey on The Jetsons and Astroboy, both arriving on TV shortly before Big Loo. These shows were part of the emerging space awareness engendered after the Russians launched Sputnik 1 in 1957, and America quickly followed with Explorer 1 in 1958. President Kennedy only increased robot mania when he called for America to support the burgeoning space program, and toy makers rose to the occasion, with an eye-popping array of science-fiction themed toys and games.

My robot force guarded its own little model of Cape Canaveral and all the science-fiction toys my allowance could buy. Remote controlled Mr. Mercury stood watch by Marx’s Mystery Space Ship, a yellow plastic gyroscope which could be cranked up to “hover” on its platform or balance on a string. The Space Ranger Orbiting Space Ship, another Marx creation, whipped around on a pole while the propeller-driven ship swooped and dove, maneuvering to rescue tiny astronauts trapped on the lunar surface.

Like so many other junior astronauts of the era, every night I’d retreat to my bedroom and its science-fiction world of progress and peace. But the harmony, alas, was not to last, and my next act was one for which robot collectors may feel I should do penance. To my young mind, the insides of my robots seemed more fascinating than the outsides, and I took them apart. The parts found their way into the home-built robots I daily tried to construct, none of which matched the ingenuity of the originals.

The few tin toys that remained in my collection survived because my mom hid them away. Even in those halcyon years when each new Sears toy catalog brought fresh worlds of enchantment, she sensed that the days of the great robots were numbered. Over the years I have begun collecting robots again, but I will never forget what my “friend from the moon,” and the other metal and plastic inhabitants of that science-fiction wonderland meant to a nine year old kid growing up in the space age. © copyright Gord Wilson.





Isaac Asimov’s Three Laws of Robotics

Law One:    A robot may not injure a human being or through inaction allow a human being to come to harm.

Law Two:    A robot must obey the orders given it by human beings, except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.

Law Three:    A robot must protect its own existence, as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Laws.


Sources and Links:

Top left. Fossil space tin # 24. "The Shine of Earth.

Top right. left: Atom robot was revved up with a crank to start its "bump'n'go action. right. This friction-powered robot turns its head side to side as it rolls forward. center. wind up walking tin and plastic robot.

Sidebar 1. Model Toy and Collector #40. Sadly, this was the last issue except for a special Tim Burton annual.

2. The back of issue #40 showed this great painting of Ideal's Zeroids in action by Frank Villa.

3. Mac, the first robot I ever made. Being made of cardboard boxes and a carpet sweeper, he fell over a lot. His first upgrade was to wooden legs on roller skates (one leg is shown in the background). Then he didn't fall over as much.

4. Here's a picture of Ideal's Astro Base. This is an incomplete set being sold through e-bay. What's missing is the moon car. After the astronaut was lowered by a crane into the moon car from the side of the Base, the car could be driven from the Base by remote control. Whichever direction the car's antenna pointed was the direction the car would go. An astounding creation from Ideal toys.

5. This isn't me getting a Big Loo for Christmas; it's Paul Reinoehl from his website. I don't have a picture of me at that happy moment, but Paul has the same expression of happy amazement that I did. It's the secret fraternity of all Big Loo owners. Link to Paul's site at spookshows .com.

6. I couldn't find a picture of Chief Robot Man by Yoshiya either. This one was being sold at Mark Bergin's great robot site at bergintoys.com . This is the only picture of the white body variation I had. Since I didn't keep the box, it may not have been a Chief Robot Man, but rather one of Yoshiya's variations for Cragstan: Mystery Moon Man or Radical Robot.

When I get permission or find copyright-free images of the rest of the toys mentioned in this article, I will post them, as well as more articles on vintage and recent robots and space-related toys.



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Back Cover of MTC # 40






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Mac, my first
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Astro Base
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Your Friend
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Chief
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