Ladies and gentleman... The Beatles!
It is time to share some Becky lore... Back in the day when I was very small, my family would frequently visit synagogues during major Jewish holidays. One synagogue in particular had a play room with lots of toys that of course my siblings and I would hang out in often. There were a lot of soft plushies, small play houses, cooking toys, anything to keep children distracted - you name it! And amongst the toys they had was a vintage John Lennon doll that I guess someone donated to the play room. I'd always known of the Beatles growing up, and was familiar with the name John Lennon, so we were familiar with who and what the doll was. However, being children, that didn't stop us from handling the doll without any extreme care. We didn't know the doll was vintage or anything - if it's in the play room, then it will be played with. And that included being rough with the doll, handling it terribly, and one time, John Lennon kinda lost an arm... It didn't take lo
