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Tuesday, December 4, 2007
6:32:00 PM EST
Hearing Nothing at the moment

Saving Rudolph


Here's a heartwarming story about how the puppets used for Santa and Rudolph in the perennial TV classic Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer were recently refurbished after years of neglect and disuse. The more sensitive of you might wish to turn away from this following excerpt:

Kriess, 44, said he bought his two treasures from a person whose family had received them years ago from a relative who worked for Rankin/Bass. For many years, the delicate wood, wire and fabric puppets had been treated casually: first as toys and later as holiday decorations.

"They had Rudolph in a candy dish with candy all around him, just on a coffee table, and people would just reach in around Rudolph's body and pull out a candy cane or something," Kriess said. In the family's holiday photos, you could spot Santa slumped under a tree in a corner, he said.


The horror. The horror. Fortunately, the horror is over now, and the puppets have been refurbished to their former, stop-animated glory. For which I think we can all be grateful.


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  • #2 Comment from psychfun 
    12/5/07 2:54 AM Permalink
    Oh that was too funny (comment) so lets see I'd say maybe the Dentist guy is at Neverland! And the Abominable Snowman....hmmm? I wonder if Frosty melted?
  • #1 Comment from monponsett 
    12/4/07 9:40 PM Permalink
    The Heat Miser puppet ended up at Neverland, where terrible, terrible things happened to it.