Anna skypes that if I look in the brass chest, I’ll find some little gifts she put there while they were home for Thanksgiving. And suddenly I flash on a scene from 82 or maybe 83 years back. My folks are looking down at me, all excited, and a voice from the radio is saying “If Edith will look in the bottom of the china cabinet she’ll find a birthday gift.” I cannot tell you anything about that radio program, but what I found was two dolls, one with blond hair, one with brown.
Radio was a big part of life in the 1920s. The popular songs I remember hearing while we lived in that house (we lost it after the stock market crash) reflect a three-year-old’s interests:
When the Red Red Robin goes Bob Bob Bobbin Along,
The Whistler and His Dog, and
I Found a Million-Dollar Baby in the Five- and Ten-Cent Store.
As I recall, it seemed perfectly reasonable that the man had found a baby in the store. I have no idea what became of those two dolls, but the china cabinet has moved 3,000 miles to Dov and Connie’s house in