Awww man, come on. Don’t make me cry. View Master? Now they’re shaped like animals and crap like that. Now they look like binoculars, which is a little creepy to me. But back then, the View Master was clunky and robotic. Sometimes it got stuck between images. I clicked through the pictures so many times; I could hear that sound in my sleep. I had a red one– I would run through the backyard with the View Master up to my face– I was trying to jump into the pictures! Gotta chin scar to prove it. My View Master was like a time machine– anything was possible back then. You’re hard-pressed to find toys like that nowadays. So I jumped at the chance to own a vintage View Master Clock by Debra Dresler. It’s one of the ORIGINAL view masters, in the sturdy, plastic from the early 50s, when they were handmade. The clock face is an old reel, and it takes just one AA battery to watch the time go by. It’s amazing. After 65 years the View Master is more interesting than just about any modern toy with all its bells and whistles. Those still images took me somewhere, and let me dream. Dang! Somebody get me a tissue!