Louie bought me this kachina for my birthday. I don't know why I love it so much, but for a long while, whenever Louie and I would take a walk on the Plaza in Santa Fe, I'd say "I want to stop by and say hello to my kachina". We would both peer through the window with our hands cupped against the glass, and say "Yep, he's still there". Now it really is mine!
The owner of the store said it was carved in the 1930's and was found somewhere in Arizona along Route 66.
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