What's the oldest toy you have?
I just read an article about valuable old toys, and was thinking about the old toys I have.
The oldest one I have is a 1980 "Star Wars Empire Strikes Back Yoda" action figure, with his belt, cane and cloth cloak.
How about you people?
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That's the one we always used as kids - and it's in good shape, despite the fact that the board is separate, everything is in a sturdy box except for the board. I also inherited my mother's bicycle and two dolls! 
I'm trying to remember all the pieces - it's been awhile. I usually chose the dog, looked like a Scottie. And I also remember a kinda high topped shoe and an old timey race car! 
And that is very cool! My Dad's mother had an actual toy chest in her house - my youngest uncle was college age when we were little and the toys must have been his. I remember toy cars, trucks and guns... 
His closest brother was 2 years younger and the youngest was 9 years younger, so I'm not sure who those toys originally belonged to. And my Dad was always disappointed he could never find his collection of baseball cards. He and his childhood pal apparently had quite a collection. His buddy was Corky (George) Deukmejian who grew up to be governor of California. 
In fact, his closest brother was drafted by a baseball team - before my time - but apparently he decided to finish college and get married instead. He was a pitcher (and my Dad was his catcher when they were in school).
And he was friends with Corky, as he called him, when they were baseball card collecting kids. They grew up in a suburb of Albany (NY) and my Dad stayed in New York - it was my grandmother who wrote to the (former) governor and he wrote back - so she made my Dad write back to him, too - to catch up.
My Dad was mainly an enthusiastic spectator, it was my uncle who played. But one thing that my Dad loved was travel - he really did see the world. He didn't have a lot of hobbies, was really a workaholic, but he was advised to take up some kind of hobby and when it got to the point he could afford it, that's what he decided to do. He visited Europe in the early '50s as a young student and he decided to go back and see what had changed since he was there after the war. He'd spend a whole year planning, and he did take guided tours, but he and my mother went to some unusual places, China, the USSR, the Middle East, Australia and New Zealand - but his very favorite destination, at least in this hemisphere, was Ottawa!
He and my mother traveled there numerous times, my brother and I went with them once and it was very impressive, a beautiful city with the Parliament buildings and all. Some friends came from London once to visit and that's where my father took them - they had to see Ottawa! And from New York, it's doable by car! 
He really enjoyed meeting people wherever he went. He had great stories, teaching an elderly Chinese man how to use a fork on the plane trip home and running around Kennedy Airport in search of someone who could translate for a young guy who only spoke Spanish - since the person who was supposed to pick him up was on the phone and he only spoke English, and they needed to get together!
I've traveled, too - went to Ireland with my parents the time my Dad brought my grandmother and I visited the USSR with that same grandmother and her peace group! But that was awhile back, guess I'm not a self starter, I no longer have anyone insisting that I need to go anywhere. 
And it's great that your Dad has such a beautiful view - I just hope it's not too far away. As for New York, many people think of The City, but I'm in the Northeast, Adirondack Foothills, closer to Canada than NYC and it is pretty nice here - except for the winter when we get too much snow.
Only, dammit, it was a ukulele, not a guitar
2/3 of a guitar! 
