
It's a good think I don't have to pick just one though

I’m with Jerry,The machine I'll take to the phono nerd old folks home is my dark oak Amberola 1-A.
Hailey, that story is hard to read. You are Blessed in more ways than this doll.Hailey wrote:Albeit a great topic of conversation, this is the virtual 10 million dollar question for me! I have never been the type of collector that kept track of the "number" of how many things that I have or concerned myself with the competition. It is the story behind the piece that really "makes" the piece come alive for me. And, to top it off, if the piece just so happens to be of considerable historical phonographic significance...well, then this just becomes the icing on the cake!!
So, begins my story of this item that I have chosen to share with you. Several years ago, I received a phone call from an elderly lady 600 miles away. She said that she had an Edison Doll that had been acquired from descendants of the original owner. The doll was reportedly complete, in original dress, and in near mint condition. She warned me that she had no intention of selling the doll, but she just had some questions about it and the history of Edison Dolls. Actually, during our 20 minute conversation, she repeatedly told me that she had no intent to sell the doll...even though I had not even hinted upon the notion of her selling it. I answered all her questions to her satisfaction, and she thanked me kindly for my help. I sent her a "Thank You" card the following week, expressing my gratitude for her sharing her story of her doll with me. I did not hear from her again...until 8 years later. It was a Thursday evening about 8pm, and my phone rang. It was the lady with the Edison Doll. She told me that she had a great grand-daughter who was starting college, and that she wanted to help her out. As a result, she was ready to sell the doll. We did not discuss a price...I simply told her that I would be at her house the following afternoon. The doll pictured is the doll that I acquired that day from that elderly lady. In every way, the doll is perfect. Not only did I acquire the doll, but the provenance behind the doll came with it. The little girl who was so fortunate to be the owner of the doll in 1890 was Ethel Celle Morris, daughter of Prof. George Morris at Univ. of Michigan. I also have an original photograph of Ethel holding the doll as she sits in a horse drawn surrey in front of their home.
Sadly, the story does not end there. I kept in touch with the lady who sold the doll to me. A few months later, the great grand-daughter was killed by a drunk driver as she was driving home from a school related function. Two months later, the lady whom I bought the doll from passed away. I was so influenced by the entire turn of events, all born out of the love of this hobby that we all share, that I started a small memorial scholarship fund at the small school where this young girl attended when she so prematurely lost her life. I have vowed to contribute to this fund until I join her in eternity.
So...there you have it...just one story behind just one item. And yes, there are many more. But, for now, this will have to do. Please enjoy the photo. And, as you look at her, picture where she has been and the influence she has had on the lives that she has touched. And, lastly, thanks to you all for making this Forum a family where fools like me can come to share.