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Jane McCone

I have met some truly wonderful folks doing the Dollywood Craft Festival for the last 4 years.  We pick up each year as if we had only been apart a couple days.  We know about each other’s kids and crafts and travels and quirks.  We go out to dinner together, help each other out in any way we can, spend time visiting about the nasty ole rain and how funny the public looks.  It is just a real nice thing knowing these folks.  One lady in particular did me a great favor this past week.  (Here is the accounting as she told it to me) Two ladies stopped at her booth, which is up the hill and across the railroad tracks from mine.  My friend, Sue, noticed that something was making noises and wiggling in one of these ladies backpacks.  She watched and just couldn’t figure out what was the cause of this little disturbance.  Finally, after what she thought was a sob coming from the backpack she asked the lady if she had a dog or something in her backpack.  “No” the lady assured her.  Then told my friend how she had purchased two of the oldest looking dolls she had ever seen at a booth at the bottom of the hill.  She said she put the dolls in her backpack and walked on but the dolls were so distraught about leaving Jane they started fussing and fussed all the way up the hill.  The lady said she even tried to comfort them but nothing seemed to work.  So my good friend Sue asked if she could talk to the dolls for a moment, and was granted the audience.  She told the dolls that Jane was going to be fine and would never have let them go if they were not going to a place they would be very happy.  She gave each little dolly a big hug and they calmed down and were then just fine.  Off they went with their new family and Sue said she heard giggling coming from the backpack as the ladies walked away.  So Libby Sue and Ina Rose, two of the very first primitive dolls I made, have gone off to live in Maryville, Tennessee and are happy to do so.