It didn't happen. Why? Partly because The FAMulous Collectibility Show was right around the corner and that was keeping me hopping. But it was also because I could not remember her name. Her old show photos with her name on the back were tucked away in a tub in my hobby closet, and because I am under a post-op weight limit for lifting, I couldn't drag out my tubs and go through them.
Midwest Tumbleweed and What's her Name.
Yesterday as I was working on my entries for the October Great Lakes Congress show, I came across an old photo of her in my show documentation materials. And on the back was her name!
Sycamore Scoj! The memories came flooding back. She was named after the two horses down the road from our home that I cared for all through high school - Sycamore Lass and Scojeadon.
Like Midwest Tumbleweed and Pace's Hi Hopes she is showing her age, and of the three, she has the most damage to her finish. I've thought about having her touched up, but I always hesitate - those scuffs and marks are a part of her 47 year history. (Her painter was Sherry Cook who also did the other two.)
I am intrigued by the bottoms of her hooves - they're unpainted and a dark grey. (So are Midwest Tumbleweed's.) I got both pieces in 1972 or 1973, they have the USA mark (no B stamps), and are from the oil crisis era. I have often wondered just what color their plastic is.
Even as I write about Sycamore Scoj, I am tempted to strip her and see what's underneath.
But then, I look at that sweet face, the face of early hobby photo showing and fun, and I just cannot do it. Not only is she a historical piece, she's also a piece of my heart.
Sycamore Scoj stays just as she is.








