By Marie
I also remember a doll that she had. Aunt Helen had made a beautiful sweater with a matching hat for the doll. The doll sat on Pat's bed. Whenever I went over there I always wanted to play with that doll, but Pat wouldn't let me. I wonder if she ever kept that doll, and if any of the girls have it now. I hope so, as the doll was beautiful and so was the sweater set.
When that doll sat up it's eyes opened. When it was lying flat the eyes closed.
ReplyDeleteI recall my mom not letting me touch that doll either until I was about 8 or 9, I know we brought it to CT when my grandparents moved upstate, but I honestly don't know where she is today.
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