I was just minding my own business...I was driving when I felt a pull...a magnetic force was pulling me to go to my old haunt, Treasures.
Its a teeny tiny thrift shop in Richmond Hill which is affiliated to a local church.
I hadn't been to Treasures in a while so when I felt this zombielike trance take hold of me, I let it!
I opened the door, said my 'hello's' to the regular staff, turned to the 'nostalgia' counter and started my overall scan (before I focus in on the individual items).
I didn't get to the focus part! My eyes locked in on something I hadn't seen since I was 6 or 7 years old! My heart skipped a beat or maybe three! There on the shelf was this beauty:
"EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! A DAWN BOX!"
The ladies in the shop thought I was having a seizure!
It was in pretty good shape! I turned the price tag over, and it was $10. Typical. They KNOW its a gem! They know some psycho baby boomer (borderline Zoomer) would pay insane money to walk down memory lane!
Practically crying, I grabbed it and hugged it!
I don't smoke! If I smoked I'd be spending $10 a day on cigarettes, so what if I spent my cigarette money on a plastic doll case from 1970 instead! Its healthier for me anyway!
But wait! Its not light enough to be empty...could it be?
I unsnaped the cover, slowly opened it, took a breath and opened my eyes and ...
"EEEEEEEEEKKK!!!" A DAWN DOLL!!
Now, my dawn had long straight dirty blonde hair, but that face was exactly as I remembered her!
I LOVED my Dawn doll!
I was visiting my lovely lovely Great Aunt Hannah (sniff sniff, she passed away four years ago) in Fairlawn New Jersey, when she bought me one (gasp)! I didn't leave the bedroom that entire trip! I just played with my little Dawn doll. Did I mention I LOVED her? I don't know what ever happen to that doll (my Mom probably threw her out...but I'm blocking that memory out!).
I don't know what this dolls name is (its part of the Topper Dawn collection) but I don't care. If anyone knows, please let me know.
Mine had this dress too!
The top of this one is all shredded, but I don't care. It still takes me back to Sonny and Cher, and Tony Orlando and Dawn, and my young parents, and my wonderful Great Aunt Hannah's Fairlawn NJ house.
What a lovely way to spend $10! I smiled all the way home, and every time I walk by the box, it makes me giddy! I forget about my fathers dementia, and remember my young father, on summer vacation from University. I forget my tired, limping mother and remember a young laughing woman.
I'd forgotten this doll for all these years, but she's back in my life now!
