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!)