A Raggedy Ann & Andy Story
My name is Robyn Amato and my Raggedy journey started about 19 years
ago. As a child I always had baby dolls, never a Raggedy Ann or Andy. I bought my first Raggedy Ann 19 years ago.
She was a handmade one, dressed in Americana / Country colors. I bought her because I had a corner in my living
room that was decorated with that style of colors and items . I instantly fell in love with her and started researching
the origin of Raggedy Ann online, in books wherever I could find information on her. My son then introduced me to Ebay
and the rest is history! I have a Raggedy room but my Raggedy stuff is in just about every room of the house except
for my mom's room and the bathrooms. My husband Tony and I really enjoy going Raggedy hunting at Flea markets and Antique
Malls. I have been blessed to find several old dolls at good prices on some of our hunts. It never ceases to amaze
me how many Raggedy items other than dolls were licensed and produced over the years. ! Just when I think I have seen
it all, we will come across something I had never seen before. I have a wide assortment of Raggedy items from 1/4 inch
or less up to my really big dance with me Ann and Andy, and lots of stuff in between. My family has had many challenges
the past 19 years including the loss of my dad and my husband's mom, being a caregiver to both of our moms (we still have
my mom living with us) while working full time still, and most recently my husband had a heart attack, but through it all
the good Lord, my Raggedy's and the many wonderful Raggedy friends I have made have helped make me smile and get through these
I will close with
one of my favorite Johnny Gruelle proverbs :
Let us start a garden, you & I.
Let us turn the soil of acquaintanceship
and in this fertile ground plant kindly thoughts.
Let us pull all the weeds of envy & selfishness
& destroy them !
water our garden with the dew of sympathy.
keep our growing plants in the sunshine of love,
happiness is ours ;
Our garden is filled with the
beautiful flowers of friendship.
by Johnny Gruelle