A Doll Dilemma


Meet Betty June.

Betty June was my mother’s doll back in the 1930s.  Even for an 80+-year-old doll, she looks rough.  As you can see, years of staying up in a hot attic took its toll on Betty June. Her head and face are badly cracked.  Her left arm has nearly been amputated and is being held on by a purple ribbon.  I can’t even tell what color her original eye color was.  Her eyes look like she has very dense cataracts.

DSCF9983DSCF9985DSCF9987DSCF9989DSCF9990DSCF9993Betty June is an Effanbee Lovums doll with a cloth body and composition head and limbs.  She has sleep eyes.  I think I remember my mother telling me back in her prime she had a blonde curly wig. I imagine back in the day, she was a beautiful doll.  This is what I imagine Betty June must have looked like back when my mother played with her.


I do know that Betty June was a much-loved doll at one time.  When my mother died back in 2006, at her request, we buried her with two of her beloved dolls (a boy and a girl doll which were quite a bit smaller than Betty June– they were in rough shape too).  My mother didn’t want Betty June to just be tossed out.  Now I’m wishing we could have somehow squeezed her in the casket with my mother and the other two dolls.

But we didn’t and when my mother died, I took Betty June home.  She stays in a cedar chest at the end of my bed.  I honestly don’t know what in the world to do with this doll.  I know nothing about doll restoration, nor do I know anyone around here who does it.  I don’t know if Betty June is beyond help at this point.  And if I did find someone who could restore her, how much would it cost?  I have no idea.  I just know I can’t make myself throw sweet Betty June away but I can’t exactly leave her sitting out where she would creep people out.  Even my cats are terrified of her and when I sat her on the couch for photos, they saw her and ran.

I don’t know much about Effanbee Lovums dolls but have looked them up online.  There’s a lot of them for sale on eBay and a lot of different kinds.  Some came bald and others were wigged.  They had different colored eyes and hair and some had closed mouths like Betty June and some had open mouths with teeth.  I think they came already named and most had 2 names.  Like Betty June and Mary Lee.  Apparently, there was a “Patsy” line and there was a Patsy Ann, Patsy Joan, and a Patsy Lou.  I cannot find any Betty Junes.  I found some Betty’s, just no Betty Junes.

On the back of Betty June’s neck, it says Effanbee Lovums in raised letters and underneath that, there appears to be a number 9 inside a circle.  Underneath that, there is a patent number, but the raised numbers are very worn and I can’t make out all the numbers.

Every time I think of getting rid of Betty June, I think of my mother as a little girl and how she must have given this little doll plenty of hugs and kisses.  Growing up in the depression, I’m sure Betty June meant the world to my mother.  And so back into the cedar chest she goes.  I don’t know what will become of her when I leave this earth.  I know my two sons won’t want her.  Poor Betty June.


About Gail

I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, friend, veterinarian, and wanna be writer. I love nature and animals of all kinds, music, cooking, and spending time with my family.
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7 Responses to A Doll Dilemma

  1. RobbyeFaye says:

    I understand and empathize with your dilemma. I wish I had some words of wisdom or knowledge to help you.
    Good luck.
    Blessings~ 💖

  2. Ooooo! You weren’t kidding when you said she was in bad shape. Poor thing. Even though her eyes creep me out, I still feel bad for her. I was surprised that her eyes still work! I really don’t know what I’d do in your situation since she’s so damaged. I have some stuff of my mom’s that stay stored away. I can’t bring myself to get rid of it and she’s been gone since 2002. I don’t know. Maybe Betty June’s condition shouldn’t matter. It’s the memories and sentiment that she brings that matter.

    • Gail says:

      I’m in the same boat. My mom died in 2006 and I bought a dozen or so boxes home after going through her things. Those boxes are STILL sitting in my basement untouched. It’s been so long, I can’t even remember what all is in them! I’ve vowed to to through them after the holidays.

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