Some of the other toys described in the web site bring back memories ...

Foundryman's mother had a touching faith in the willingness of manufacturers to thoroughly test their products before releasing them to the public. One year she brought home a set of "Jarts" a lawn dart game with missiles heavy enough to penetrate bone. After seeing a game or two, and noting how fascinated the neighborhood kids were with it, I quietly retired the set to our attic and disposed of it a couple of months later.

I would have liked to see the actual numbers associated with the radioactivity set. Perhaps it was reasonably safe. A recent news article relates how a technologically unsophisticated grandmother sent her infant grandchild through the airport security X-ray. Oh dear, oh heavens, how awful until it was pointed out that the amount of radiation involved was less than the kid would be receiving in the normal course of the flight.

Does anybody know how strong the X-rays were in those shoe-store fluoroscopes that showed your toe bones inside your new shoes? Did any stray radiation reach a child's torso?