I remember being a wee tot while going up to my cabin and going through the fishing tackle boxes to find the perfect one.
Granted, for the first years I sported the "Donald Duck in an Inner Tube" which flipped upside down whenever you got a nibble. In the later years, I "grew up" and fished with the classic red and white one. Night fishing was fun because you got to use the one with a little white light on the top that would disappear once it went underwater.
This pattern only makes me want to go up north and go fishing in the calm bays of our cabin on Ten Mile Lake.
Next is Lamp!