The baby doll (china, articulated) was purchased by my mother at the drug store where she worked in Columbia, South Carolina when my father was stationed at Fort Jackson in 1952.
These three dolls were the most precious in our house when we were growing up. They lived in the China Cupboard and were taken out for special occasions.
We were able to hold the baby doll when we were sick.
We each were able to bring the Dutch dolls to school once for show-and-tell.