Twenty-five years ago, the old lady who lived across the street from my dad when he was a kid bought me a present. That present -- a 1964 Madame Alexander baby doll bought from a garage sale for a quarter -- became my most prized possession. Mrs. Corley gave Ruthie to me right before my younger brother was born.
In late July, I celebrated her 46th birthday with Amanda, Ev and Neola. Amanda made her an adorable party hat out of magazine cuttings.