This is a story from back in the 80's when people were all into Cabbage Patch Kids. I live just North of Cleveland, GA which is where Xavier Roberts, the inventor of said dolls lives. My mother was, at the time, the director of an art gallery. Mr. Roberts had an exhibit. Most of it was actual painting and sculpture that he did but there was a small exhibit of original Cabbage Patch dolls. They were one of a kind from his private collection and he was adamant that no one could touch them. He really just wanted recognition for his art, I think but understood what he was known for so he added the dolls in like an afterthought. He refused to do any doll autographing or appearances except for opening night.
This gallery is in an old city that has a lot of old moolah. The exhibits are normally attended by board members, people who are genuinely interested in culture and occasional field trips. However this one attracted connousseurs of a new kind. Not kids. Grown women who begged, pleaded, cried and even tried brute force to hold, purchase or steal these dolls. They brought their own "babies" to see their "brothers" and "sisters". They said their "babies" would "cry all night" if they couldnt take their new friends home. This would be the only time security had to be hired as my 115 lb mother could not keep them off the "babies".
Note: this was a sighting, as I was the only child who was allowed on the premises at the time. And, odd or not, Mr. Roberts arranged for a special tour of Babyland General (the museum of the Cabbage Patch dolls-the thing has a mother cabbage that gives birth, it's totally worth a look) for me, signed my doll on its front so it now has 2 signatures, haha, and let ME hold MY favorite original doll before they were packed away. So he was nice to a 6 year old. Just wary of middle aged women. With good reason.
This gallery is in an old city that has a lot of old moolah. The exhibits are normally attended by board members, people who are genuinely interested in culture and occasional field trips. However this one attracted connousseurs of a new kind. Not kids. Grown women who begged, pleaded, cried and even tried brute force to hold, purchase or steal these dolls. They brought their own "babies" to see their "brothers" and "sisters". They said their "babies" would "cry all night" if they couldnt take their new friends home. This would be the only time security had to be hired as my 115 lb mother could not keep them off the "babies".
Note: this was a sighting, as I was the only child who was allowed on the premises at the time. And, odd or not, Mr. Roberts arranged for a special tour of Babyland General (the museum of the Cabbage Patch dolls-the thing has a mother cabbage that gives birth, it's totally worth a look) for me, signed my doll on its front so it now has 2 signatures, haha, and let ME hold MY favorite original doll before they were packed away. So he was nice to a 6 year old. Just wary of middle aged women. With good reason.
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