They’re warm. They stink. And they last forever. Celebrating Mold-A-Rama
CHICAGO -- The world headquarters of Mold-A-Rama Inc. is tucked inside a colorless strip of businesses in Brookfield, Illinois, the kind of block so forlorn it’s hard to tell if anything is open or closed. There’s a small mailbox noting that Mold-A-Rama is inside, but nothing like a typical storefront sign. On a January morning, the scene is so winter to even call this location a strip mall seems extravagant. Fans of Mold-A-Rama, collectors of its 60 years of colorful molded statues, show up occasionally, unannounced. “They assume they’ll find hundreds of employees, but nope,” said Sue Jones, wife of co-owner Paul Jones. He was out at the Museum of Science and Industry, servicing their Mold-A-Rama machines, making certain
