Sweet Precious Angel Face

My dad emailed me this picture of the Angel that they have been using on the top of the tree since I was born. It is no wonder I have delusions of grandeur having been told that this angel was me for so many years! (I was blond as a child.) She's weathered pretty well, but as seen from this picture, and according to my dad, is badly in need of a hair combing.

Faithfully, for 34+ years she gets taken out of her box, tops the tree, and lights up the room. She probably was less than $5, and she still works! I wish my DVD player could have lasted that long.