I’m glad someone else wrote about a doll, Tim. I well remember the cabbage patch craze. I bet your mom really did have to fight for it. Duncan–what a great name–I’m glad you didn’t change it. Do you still have him?
SV

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I was eight. I disappeared with it into my room. When Dad called me to Christmas breakfast, I shouted, “In a minute. I’m writing.”

There’s been no present since that’s come as close to perfect.

Child: 1989– My most memorable childhood Christmas gift was a Cabbage Patch doll I got when I was 4. He was blond boy named Duncan Kent. I remember him so well because I didn’t like his name at all; I wanted my doll to be named Michael. But the CK’s came already named with little birth certificates. My momma told me it would be alright if I changed Duncan’s name, but I always protested, “I can’t, Momma, it’s on his birth certificate!”

I wonder now if my mother had to fight off hordes of maniac mothers in the store for that doll. Cabbage Patch dolls were the Tickle Me Elmos of the late 80s. Then I remember she’s an early Christmas shopper and probably picked Duncan up in June, way before the toy store Christmas fights.