Tuesday, April 19, 2011

De-Cluttering Items of the Day

I am still making my way through the clutter of my early childhood. It is becoming a profitable venture... more on that tomorrow.

Chatty Cathy was my first talking doll. I remember her well even though I was only three years old when I received her. Unfortunately, all I have left is this pinafore dress. Cathy's end was a sad one as she became a statistic of my older brothers' older brother mischief.

One fateful day, I entered my bedroom to discover all of my dolls had been unfrocked. My brothers had drawn (in magic marker... the hardcore 1960's kind with a very strong odor) football numbers on all of the dolls' naked backs.

The next scene was not a pretty sight.

I had a temper.

All I have left of Chatty Cathy:

This album is actually very rare. (Can you imagine that?) It's not too late to buy this on Ebay and to enjoy some awesome music from 1970!

This comic book had been pristinly preserved for 40 years in one of my many attic trunks. I took it out recently to "Ebay it" (sic... sorry... the writer in me has always wanted to use this term). Unfortunately for me, a leak in our garage damaged this book which I think is (was) actually valuable to collectors. Sigh.

It is still some good reading!

And, lastly, the first love of my life... Jack Wild. He was the wallpaper of my late grade school years... until I grew taller than him... which didn't take long, as he was only 5' tall. My husband took great pleasure the other day in displaying a photo of Jack's later years... meanie... Google older Jack some time. He's no longer alive, so I won't be tacky.

We were supposed to be married, but things didn't work out.


  1. I could never get into Jack Wild. I think it was his pug nose.

    Anyways, my blond Chatty Cathy's recording inside never worked and she sounded like she was speaking Chinese when you pulled the string. Just an odd bit of personal trivia. :)

  2. Heh. I can't possibly imagine your sweet brothers torturing your dolls! *grin*

  3. The story about your dolls is very funny-although I'm sure it was horrifying at the time. I had two brothers so I can sympathize. My husband is still obsessed with H.R. Pufnstuf-I've found him watching old shows on the computer more times than I care to admit.

  4. (1) Your Chatty Cathy story is A-MAZ-ING!!!!!!! Oh my gosh, I love, love, LOVED IT!!!!!!! Those awful brothers of yours - doggone them! But hey, it could have been WAY worse than football numbers...... just sayin' :/

    (2) Your PUFNSTUF things completely BLEW. MY. MIND. I remember that show soooooo well!!! I'd bet anything that the flute was the inspiration for Mr. Bill years later! And I'd also bet Witchipoo sings "Oranges Poranges" on that record! That song is lasered into my brain permanently! LOL! :D

    You've always got the greatest stories Bev!!! xoxo

  5. I don't know how I missed this post last week. Shame on you! Jack Wild was supposed to MARRY me!
    I fell for him as the Artful Dodger in the musical movie Oliver!