When I was little, we had something called a “platform” that we put our trains on along with the plastic house, etc. Don’t know where my Dad got it—it was even bigger than a 4×8 sheet of plywood. We stored it in the porch shed of the apartment we were in.
When I was little, we had something called a “platform” that we put our trains on along with the plastic house, etc. Don’t know where my Dad got it—it was even bigger than a 4×8 sheet of plywood. We stored it in the porch shed of the apartment we were in.