Some things are priceless. As I was reading, I wished you could hear me saying, "Keep her!" Of course, you had already decided to do that by the time I read your story. And, I'm so glad you did.
Such a well-written, heartfelt essay. Thanks for sharing this...I also had one- Christmas morning, she stood tall under our tree. I loved her, but we also moved so many times I had to part with her. "She's too big," my parents said- after that, I collected Disneykins- they fit in my pocket and travelled well.
Oh, please don't give her up!!! Her face is so pretty, and I love the colors. Sometimes we worry too much about what society will think, and there are grown men collecting Star Wars action figures and model trains -- so why can't women keep a part of their childhood and be sentimental? Cathy belongs with you. And honestly, if you don't have a child to pass her on to, I'm sure an essay like this would turn up the right nearby family who'd love to take her and allow you visits (and even allow you to change your mind if you want her back!) I went to school in Philly, and it is a sweet town with heart, just like you seem like you have a good heart. I think you and Cathy should invite people to tea. What fun they'd all have!
Thank you for sharing this lovely essay, it took me back so many years. My sister had a Chatty Cathy doll. The piece also brings you mind one of my favorite dolls from early childhood called Pitiful Pearl. I still have her. She is rather sad looking but I loved her. She also looked a little raggedy aa I cut her hair a bit and her dress looks a bit the worse for wear. I remember in nursery school there was a doll contest and she won the “most loved doll” category ❤️
What a charming essay. That nasty Kathy! I, too, have 1,000 Chatty Cathys at home - well, not the doll...but 1,000s of treasured items from childhood/teen/early adulthood that I just haven't been able to part with. (Seriously, I need help.) Thank you for writing this.
When I was a kid, my teachers would call me Chatty Cathy. I found out years later this was a standard term for all of us girls-now women of a certain age--who talked more than girls were supposed to talk back in the day. I not only didn't stop talking, I made a living at it for 30 years on the radio. So I guess Chatty Cathy and I were the ones who had the last word!
I"m a former antique dealer. CC was not the first talking doll. I have a small collection of Raggedy Ann and Andy dolls. My best buy was a talking Andy doll I found in a small town shop in PA years ago with his voice box intact. They first came out in 1925 (see link). Sadly, he's broken now due to being stored for over 20 yrs. I also have a musical R. Ann doll that still works....both in original clothing.
Some things are priceless. As I was reading, I wished you could hear me saying, "Keep her!" Of course, you had already decided to do that by the time I read your story. And, I'm so glad you did.
Such a well-written, heartfelt essay. Thanks for sharing this...I also had one- Christmas morning, she stood tall under our tree. I loved her, but we also moved so many times I had to part with her. "She's too big," my parents said- after that, I collected Disneykins- they fit in my pocket and travelled well.
Oh, please don't give her up!!! Her face is so pretty, and I love the colors. Sometimes we worry too much about what society will think, and there are grown men collecting Star Wars action figures and model trains -- so why can't women keep a part of their childhood and be sentimental? Cathy belongs with you. And honestly, if you don't have a child to pass her on to, I'm sure an essay like this would turn up the right nearby family who'd love to take her and allow you visits (and even allow you to change your mind if you want her back!) I went to school in Philly, and it is a sweet town with heart, just like you seem like you have a good heart. I think you and Cathy should invite people to tea. What fun they'd all have!
Thank you for sharing this lovely essay, it took me back so many years. My sister had a Chatty Cathy doll. The piece also brings you mind one of my favorite dolls from early childhood called Pitiful Pearl. I still have her. She is rather sad looking but I loved her. She also looked a little raggedy aa I cut her hair a bit and her dress looks a bit the worse for wear. I remember in nursery school there was a doll contest and she won the “most loved doll” category ❤️
What a charming essay. That nasty Kathy! I, too, have 1,000 Chatty Cathys at home - well, not the doll...but 1,000s of treasured items from childhood/teen/early adulthood that I just haven't been able to part with. (Seriously, I need help.) Thank you for writing this.
When I was a kid, my teachers would call me Chatty Cathy. I found out years later this was a standard term for all of us girls-now women of a certain age--who talked more than girls were supposed to talk back in the day. I not only didn't stop talking, I made a living at it for 30 years on the radio. So I guess Chatty Cathy and I were the ones who had the last word!
I"m a former antique dealer. CC was not the first talking doll. I have a small collection of Raggedy Ann and Andy dolls. My best buy was a talking Andy doll I found in a small town shop in PA years ago with his voice box intact. They first came out in 1925 (see link). Sadly, he's broken now due to being stored for over 20 yrs. I also have a musical R. Ann doll that still works....both in original clothing.
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I’m glad you still have her ❤️
Thanks for the shout out!
Lovely essay.