I'm back from visiting my family. This is not my family. This is the Renwal family. Renwal made some wonderful toys in the 1940s and 1950s, particularly plastic doll furniture. Seeing the Renwal family wouldn't lead you to believe the company made wonderful toys, but they did.
Mr. Renwal suffered from one of the worst paint jobs in United States manufacturing history.
I always have had the feeling that Miss Renwal would someday need to talk to a Renwal psychotherapist about her relationship with the cold and unfeeling Mrs. Renwal. Oh, and just to make things slightly more confusing, in these first two photos, the family is sitting on furniture made by Ideal.
Here's some Renwal furniture. It belongs to my mom. She has quite a collection, but it's really not a collection. It's just the doll furniture she played with growing up. I played with it quite a bit, too, as a child. I also played with it over the weekend, to the extent that I think my family was getting a little alarmed at how much it amused me to arrange and photograph it.
My mom recalls going to the five-and-ten, where the furniture was separated into open glass bins where she could select her purchases. Oh, to travel back in time.
I'll have more Renwal to show you later. (I did take an alarming number of photos, and really, I was just getting started. People kept wanting to do other things like have family dinners and come visit with a new baby cousin, etc., etc., which impeded my documentation.)
Also, the sale that I rearranged my travel schedule for was not worth the rearranging. (You know how sometimes you see an advertisement for patterns and fabrics and crafts and you start thinking 1940s, when your experience should tell you to start thinking 1970s?) But I picked up a couple of other things here and there to make an almost credible weekend.
A good trip, but good to be home.