I keep coming back to these 3 Raggedy Anns. I want to make them. I think about the woman who made these. I don't know her, but I feel like we would be friends if we lived close to each other. I like the idea of old and new together. Raggedy Ann has been around forever.
I remember my mom making what seemed like hundreds of Raggedy Anns for a Christmas Bazaar at St. John's Lutheran Church in Sayville, New York. One night I was awakened in the middle of the night to the sound of my mom's sewing machine. I walked into the living room and there were stuffed doll arms, legs and bodies in several states of completion. There was a laundry basket full of stuffed arms, and another basket with legs, and then bodies. Bodies with "I love you" embroidered in little embroidered hearts on the left side of their little raggedy bodies. It made me wonder what Santa's workshop looked like. I wonder if it was anything like our living room. I don't think mom was doing all the work. I believe the Lady's Aide group at church must have consulted Adam Smith's book, "The Wealth of Nations." The part where he writes about division of labor and specialization as the key to a more affluent as well as efficient economy. It was cutting edge stuff in 1776. The ladies probably didn't consult Adam Smith's books, but Adam Smith could have used the construction of Raggedy Ann's as a case study in his theory.
Man, I wish I had pictures of all of that assembly. In a way, just having it in my memories is better. The older I get, the bigger the story can get.
I wonder if my mom was a young in this day and age if she would have made Raggedy Anns with blue, pink, or purple hair. Somehow, I think she would have come up with something even more "cutting edge."