This post, and all the comments here, brought back lots of memories for me. I too have the faint scars from hand-propping these things ... or was it from the ro

This post, and all the comments here, brought back lots of memories for me. I too have the faint scars from hand-propping these things ... or was it from the roman candle exploding in my hands in the midst of a roman candle war with other kids in the neighborhood? Estes rockets, chemical sets, control line planes, all part of my lived experiences as a kid in the 70s. It was certainly a unique time to be a kid - very little direct supervision during play time - few rules - basically be home when the automatic porch light came on. You could do stupid things like take your parents car out for a spin after midnight at age of 13. Then having the only consequence of getting pulled over by the police being a stern lecture and having the cop follow you home with a warning to never do it again...