Remember that dude?  The designer/inventor/whatever of the cabbage patch doll.  Cabbage patch dolls were all the rage when I was a kid.  I know I didn’t get one the first year when people had to camp out all night to get one for their child for Christmas (my folks would not have done that!) but I did get one not long after and she was all I had hoped for – red hair, green eyes, a true Irish beauty.  I named her Elizabeth.  I don’t think I played with her all that much (much, probably, to my parents chagrin) but I think that was more because she was to be kept pristine because she would some day be a collectors item (???)  and probably partly because I was starting to outgrow dolls by that time. 

 

And now she lives in a bag in the attic.

 

How’s that for X?  (I’m going to finish this if it kills me!)