This little guy was on display at the Field Museum in one of those machines that molds hot wax into pre-determined shapes -- for a small fee.
My sister and I went nuts on a road trip from Denver to Florida one summer when we were kids -- hitting my grandparents up for spare coins at every rest stop where they had one of these contraptions.
By the end of the trip we each had a killer whale, a dolphin, and a pirate, which, along with the US Flags on toothpicks that we took from our club sandwiches as Sambo's, we used to stage elaborate musical puppet shows in the backseat.
Much to my grandparents' dismay.
The smell of the hot wax still makes me giddy.
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