When I was nine I asked for yet another doll. An Alice in Wonderland doll. Mom said I was too old for dolls.
That December my school had a raffle. On Christmas Eve I answered the door. There was the Doll that was raffled. I had won it. I never played with her. Just admired her.
61 years later she needs a doll hospital to replace all the dried elastic and redo her joints. Any one know where I could have her restored?