My mom was the same way about G.I. Joe. She didn't like guns. I'm not sure what happened to my toys. I think my parents sold them at a garage sale, and while that gives a brief pang of disappointment at selling my childhood, I don't really want to store them myself, so best they move on.
We had a TV very much like that one. I think it finally got replaced in the late '80s when it got struck by lightning. We got cable TV before it died and had to route it through the VCR. I still remember getting the VCR, too. It lasted forever and had a mechanism that sounded satisfying, like a solid thump when slamming a car door. It was nothing like the cheap VCRs of the late '90s.