I have one doll that was given to me when I was a baby. A Madame Alexander doll. Her body, which was made of cloth, had to be remade by my grandmother and mother a couple of times. This last one has now almost disintegrated. She has no hair, as I used to carry her around by it. Her eyes are still beautiful though, and she sits on a shelf in my office, lovingly watching over me while I go on with my life.
I had bought the same doll for my daughter when she was born (almost 17 years ago). By then, the hair was a molded plastic. She still had the same pretty eyes. She lost her this year when we went on a trip to Las Vegas for a wedding and she brought her with us. She left her in the bed covers and we called the hotel and the linen company and the people who clean the rooms and no one had seen the doll. We hope that someone really did see her and bring her home to another little girl who will love her as much as my daughter did.