It was just a cheap wooden children’s menorah, intended as a teaching aid and not as a ceremonial object. It was painted a gaudy blue, with a pasteboard cut-out of a train attached to the wooden backing with springs, and it held eight wooden “candles” that fit into the holes on top like pegs into a cribbage board. My Mom would have called it “tacky.”
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