Dr. E’s Doll
Museum
Dolls keep popping up for me, literally everywhere. Last night, on the old Tonight Show
rebroadcast from March 1981, Johnny
Carson noted that Poppin Fresh, The
Pillsbury Dough Boy, of which dolls are made, was 20 years old. He then made a joke involving Dough Boy and
Mr. Bill. “Oh, No!”
Ah, the memories! I
went to Spain that Summer of
1981, and we made a lot of Mr. Bill jokes walking together through Madrid , my friends and
I.
My first Pillsbury Dough Boy doll came from our local
grocery store in about 1973; he was made of vinyl, a dead ringer for the
animated character. Poppin Fresh reminds me of cozy dinners after cold, winter
days at school. The crescent rolls were
a treat for us. Sundays, my mom would
shout down the hall, “Miss Europe! Time to get up!” The whole house was fragrant with Pillsbury
cinnamon rolls, coffee and bacon.
That’s part of the fun of popular culture characters, it’s
easy to associate them with favorite memories involving the character and the
product advertised.
It’s a form of nostalgia, I guess, that becomes more
important as we age.
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