Santa Claus Letters and Memories of Childhood Dolls

Merry Old Santa Claus ~

Merry Old Santa Claus by Thomas Nast, January 1, 1881
Merry Old Santa Claus by Thomas Nast, January 1, 1881 | Source

Mail those letters now ~

Christmas is will come along soon. It is important to get those Santa Claus letters out and remember your own childhood memories when a little one hands you a letter to mail. As parents around the world begin to think of the horrors of Christmas shopping, their children are thinking of the magic, the elves, the snow, the bright shining Christmas trees and what they want for Christmas presents. The Santa Claus letters and childhood memories come rushing back to the elders who watch their grandchildren glow with excitement.

I remember writing only one letter to Santa Claus. I gave it to my father to mail. I am sure I wrote other letters in other years, but this one was special. I was seven years old and printed my letter as neatly as I could. Mama helped me spell some of the words because I wanted the letter to be perfect. It had to be perfect because I was very serious and specific about what I wanted.

Peggy, my perfect doll ~

You see, I had only one little doll. She was very cute and I adored her. She was a vinyl doll, with molded hair, which I brushed anyway, pretending it was soft and fine. She did not have any clothes and her eyes were painted on, so did not close - her arms and legs were movable and that made me happy. I would make diapers for her from old handkerchiefs and wrap her in a scarf. Although I loved her, I was embarrassed to play dolls with my friends. All the other girls had big dolls, with beautiful hair, clothes, socks, cute little shoes, bonnets and coats. I so wanted one like that, but mine was so little and different.

With six kids in the family and another one on the way, my parents could not afford much in the way of toys for all of us. We each got one new toy for Christmas and several little homemade gifts of necessity. We had our stockings stuffed with fruits, nuts, candies, and pennies. Christmas was always magical and beautiful all the same for us because Mama and Dad made it so.

That year I asked Santa for a doll with long red hair in ringlets. I wanted a pretty dress on her, with a slip and lace trimmed panties, white socks and white shoes -- and, of course, a little coat and bonnet. I do not know how Santa managed to get the elves to make her so perfect, but there she was Christmas morning in my gift box. She was exactly what I wanted. I named her Peggy and introduced her to my old dolly, Jenny, who just stared at the lovely new doll.

Lovely doll like Peggy ~

Tea party with doll.
Tea party with doll. | Source

Peggy, my constant companion ~

A few years went by and Peggy went every where with me. She was never out of my sight. One day, in the back seat of the car on the way to Grandma's house, one of my brothers decided he was sick of that doll always in my arms. He grabbed Peggy's head and tried to pull her away from me, saying he would throw her out the window. I held on so tight and started crying. When Peggy's head was pulled off, I was horrified and cried the rest of the day. Mama took Peggy and put her away when we got back home, meaning to fix her, but I never saw Peggy again. I never forgot Peggy and still wish I had her with me.

I took my old dolly out of my dresser drawer and slept with her that night after Peggy was broken and every night after that till I grew up. I never asked for another dolly again. When I got married and had my two children, I made sure they always had the toys they wanted -- nothing extravagant, but at least they had the ones they liked. My little girl had several dolls, one that looked so much like Peggy.

Old doll with new crocheted outfit ~

My daughter's first doll from 1973. She looks just like the first doll I had.
My daughter's first doll from 1973. She looks just like the first doll I had. | Source

Dollmaker ~

Is it any wonder I eventually became a dollmaker?

Now that I am much older, my children grown, and I am retired, I have time to make dolls and their clothes. I also have rescued my daughter's dolls, made new clothes for them and keep a few out at a time, sitting on an antique trunk. They create a wonderful place of memory for me -- memories of times past. My daughter's first doll sits always on the trunk with other memories -- she looks just like the first doll I had. She has a diaper made of flannel, and I crocheted a lovely dress, coat, bonnet and booties for her. She is my sweet memory of childhood and a reminder to appreciate what I have.

What would I wish for Christmas now if I wrote a letter to Santa? I would wish that every child could have the love, joy, and care they so deserve and their wishes granted.

If you could, for maybe just a few minutes, go back in time, be that child you were again in the magic of Christmas, what would you ask Santa for?

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When you were a child did you write a letter to Santa?

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Christmas stockings hung with care ~

Cute little stockings
Cute little stockings | Source

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Phyllis Doyle Burns - Lantern Carrier, Spiritual Mentor
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CheyenneAutumn 6 years ago

Merry Christmas Season to you Phyllis! My wish is always that we ALL find the child in us and the wonder of the season. No matter the age, faith or belief this is a wonderous time of the year - much growth and renewal in life!


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Phyllis Doyle 6 years ago from High desert of Nevada. Author

CheyenneAutumn, what a wonderful wish for all. Merry Christmas Season to you and yours. Thank you for stopping by.


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carrie450 6 years ago from Winnipeg, Canada

A beautiful hub of childhood memories Phyllis. I wish you and your family a wonderful Christmas Too.


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saddlerider1 6 years ago

If you could, for maybe just a few minutes, go back in time, be that child you were again in the magic of Christmas, what would you ask Santa for?

To stop the abuse in my home and protect my mother from the monster we lived with. Also to protect my other brother and sisters, then Santa if you were able to give us a real gift from you instead of from the church that would be nice to. Peace and hugs Phyllis


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Phyllis Doyle 6 years ago from High desert of Nevada. Author

Carrie, thank you so very much for the lovely comment and the Christmas wishes. I hope your Christmas brings you and yours love and peace.


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Phyllis Doyle 6 years ago from High desert of Nevada. Author

Oh - Ken, I pray for peace for your family. Abuse is such a terrifying thing to live with. I pray for healing light, love, and protection to surround your loved ones. Santa hears from the heart. Hugs and walk in peace, my friend. You are loved. Blessed be.


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Peggy W 6 years ago from Houston, Texas

I always wanted books and Santa was kind to me. So sorry about your special doll named Peggy. She is still cherished in your memories after all these years!


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Phyllis Doyle 6 years ago from High desert of Nevada. Author

Hi Peggy, thanks for stopping by and for the comments. Yes, I have very fond memories of Peggy my doll.


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Nell Rose 6 years ago from England

Hi, what a lovely little story, it brought it all back as I was reading, I think back then just the one toy that we really wanted was what made christmas magical, I remember my doll called terry, his arms and head moved, I loved his little hands that I constantly stuck in my mouth! well I was five! ha ha what would I ask for? probably the same again! great hub, voted up because of the memories! cheers nell


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Phyllis Doyle 6 years ago from High desert of Nevada. Author

Nell, thank you so much for stopping by and for your lovely comments. You always have a way of spreading cheer. I used to stick my doll's hands in my mouth, too -- when I was around five. Thanks for the vote.


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writer20 5 years ago from Southern Nevada

wonderful story. You also bought back a memory of a doll from Canada, she was dressed in light green colored dress with a matching hat. I wouldn't play with her to frightened I would spoil the way she looked. That was until my sister 9 years younger than me got hold of her one and brushed her hair. I thought I was going to kill my sister none-the-less she's still around.

Voted your story up and beautiful.


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Phyllis Doyle 5 years ago from High desert of Nevada. Author

Thank you so much Writer20 for the visit and the support. I truly appreciate it. Special memories of special toys are wonderful.

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