I have had this elf since the early 1960's. I thought he was long lost, and stumbled across him recently when sorting through a box of flotsam from years ago. It has history.
Richard proposed to my Aunt Edith at Christmas of about 1962 or 1963. A friend of his mother took an egg carton and filled the cells in it with Christmas decorations, including this little elf, and a diamond ring. I was ring bearer in their wedding the following spring. The following Christmas she gave me one of this elf. I treasured it, brought it out every Christmas for years. Now it resides in the glass fronted bookcase in my bedroom.
Isn't he sweet?