On a side note, that specific antique store is apparently still standing, but a larger one two doors down had its roof ripped off by a tornado last week. The last purchase I made there was a Twin Pod Cloud Car a few weeks ago.
I saw this April post above and thought I'd update it for posterity.
Sad to say, after months of sitting there empty and roofless, Bellemeade Antiques where I bought this Cloud Car has now been razed to the ground.
A damaged truck that was left in its parking lot until insurance adjustors processed the claim was still sitting there, but there's no building anymore.
Hopefully they're planning to rebuild, but who knows?
In tribute to the store, which provided me many collectibles, some costume pieces, and even some antique plates I bought for my mother, here's a post I made on my FB page last September.
"Went for a drive tonight, wound up stopping on impulse at BelleMeade antique mall. From many feet away, I spotted a Kenner Darth Vader carrying case which drew me over to this booth. As I glanced around, I spotted this dancing Caddyshack Gopher.
Being a Harold Ramis fan from way back, I have some similar Caddyshack golf club covers and a stuffed animal, but had never seen this specific item in person before.
I decided to film the toy just in case. I honestly figured it was empty of batteries, but hit the button just out of curiosity. I was surprised it played such a LONG stretch of the song "I'm Alright", and since it was pretty loud in the quiet antique store environment, I hit the button again to stop it rather than record the entire loop.
When I had barely turned off my recording, I realized there was a man just over my right shoulder who quietly asked, "Is that all they're asking for that?" The tag says $20. I shrugged, saying, "I guess so."
He asked, "Do you know what these go for on eBay?"
I said, "Not a clue." He said, "Usually about a hundred bucks."
I got the sense he was trying to see if I intended to buy it, which struck me as unusually generous. Responding in kind, I stepped slightly to the left to give him clearance to reach it, and said, "Grab it."
As if he was trying not to pinch himself to awaken from this pleasant dream, he then told me he'd once owned the item, but it had been stolen from his office desk and he'd been looking for one ever since. As he took it down from the shelf he cradled it in his muscular arm as if it was a small and fragile child.
The thought ran through my mind, "What if this was the VERY one he'd lost, and the thief had sold it for cheap, changing hands many times until they reunited just now?" But I didn't voice this odd flight of mental fancy.
He said he'd been at the other end of the store, heard the music, immediately recognized what item was producing it, and made a beeline for the direction it was coming from. I said, "I'm glad I decided to hit that button."
He still seemed like he was hesitant to break the 'finders keepers' code of honor, so I assured him I was only interested enough to shoot a video of it, and had no intention of buying it.
We bumped into him again later in another part of BelleMeade, and I said, "What are the odds that thing even had batteries in it?" Still cradling it, he said "It's fate. (pause) I think it was calling to me. I think this actually WAS mine."
I told him I'd actually had that thought earlier but hadn't said it aloud.
Moral of the story: Go ahead. Push the button. Sometimes it's destiny giving you a nudge so you can assist someone else with a happy ending."
By the way, that Dragonslayer book in the video clip? It went home with me that day. As did that mentioned Darth Vader carrying case on a later visit.
On the other hand, I'm certainly now kicking myself for not buying that Bionic Mission Vehicle I saw there for twenty bucks a few days before the tornado hit. It was incomplete, visibly missing several parts including one of the red wings, so I decided to wait and do some research about what all it was supposed to include and seek out possible websites to procure parts.
Images found online:
This was one item I never had as a kid for my meager Six Million Dollar Man collection, and I remember how neat I thought the neighbor's was.
I guess it goes to show the wisdom of my mother's oft-repeated mantra, which was also a sign on the wall by the register at Bellemeade:
"The time to buy an antique is when you see it."
Alex
. The old one on the left does match perfectly, obviously because it’s the same paint. I do like the two-tone of the harness thing though! 
