All toys were non-computer toys when I was a kid.
I'm going to list Lincoln Logs and an Erector Set as one item, because we had a big box with all the parts mixed together, and often built things that combined the two. Mostly Erector Set machines that knocked down Lincoln Log buildings.
A little pink rubber ball stamped "second". It was the default stickball/handball element of my youth, but we actually had a game everyone called 2nds, which was usually played 2 on 2 or 3 on 3, but could be played 1 on 1 in a pinch. The guy who was up faced a building wall from about 8 feet away and threw the ball just short of the crease at the base of the wall so it would bounce up and back. then he ran like hell for the base. Yeah, one base. If he defender(s) caught it on the fly he was out. If not, they had to tag him with the ball before he reached the base. Otherwise, he scored. There were variations with 2 bases and rundowns were involved, but mostly we played 2 on 2 with one base.
Every corner variety store sold those balls and I remember paying $0.16 for one. Obviously, they were rejects, but I can't recall ever seeing a top grade one for sale anywhere. Everyone thought they were the cores for tennis balls at the time.
U-Control airplanes. Nothing fancy. Whatever we could build from kits or by combining parts from ones we'd already crashed.Walked around with a cut up knuckle on your right hand all summer from backfires when trying to start them. And the fuel burned like hell when it got into the cut. Ah, the good old days!
Toy guns of all shapes and sizes. Mostly cap pistols, I guess. Epic battles between the forces of good and evil took place in factory lots all over the east side of Bridgeport, and the Korean war was won by the US on a weekly basis.
Fishing gear. Never really thought of it as a toy, but I spent more of my free time fishing than playing. Still do.
And all this made me thing of
THE PARACHUTE. Saw a big orange parachute come down on a neighbors roof one day. Called the fire department, who came and got it down. It was a weather balloon radio. FD took the radio, and gave me the parachute! We used to climb to the top of a billboard with the chute and a 5 gallon bucket full of trap rock from the rail yard, and throw it off. Until the neighborhood idiot decided he didn't weigh any more than the bucket of rocks, and tried jumping with it, with his feet in the bucket. Broken leg, collar bone, ribs, wrist, etc. The cops took the damned chute away then.