The man that owned this item lived in a very small town in South Dakota. He was born their and lived their his whole life. His parents were both storm chasers. Both were killed together while performing their job duties. This happened a few years before he himself ended his own life. He collected many things. But he loved clowns. His earthly possessions were split amongst his friends when he passed. This was according to his wishes. A letter he wrote before taking his own life. This item came to me from one of those friends. The friend tells me after he had this item for awhile he noticed that it would move itself about the area he put it in. He set it with a few other clown possessions he had most of which he got from his friend. This particular one though would bring itself to the rear of the display case. He had them set up from size, small-big. He lived alone! That happened twice, when he woke up one morning and the doll was on his dresser he was frightened. When he was telling me his story I stopped him their and asked what frightened you? Do you not think possibly it was your friend attempting to communicate with you. I guess most people are afraid of things they cannot explain. During my investigation I felt nothing but good being around this item. Energy,glee, my outlook on things was like,,the glass is halfway full. One of the questions I asked was, who is here with me. Answer was, Me. This I actually heard, like it was standing next to me. I say it because it did not sound like a man or a woman. Sounded like a computer. Many other questions I asked I could not hear any response but when I went back through the tape I could hear them. Some of the other words I recorded had no affiliation with my questions. Green field,tree,road. This is a joyful item people. Enjoy it!