Well, anyway, I was wandering back to my early childhood and remembering my Teddy Bear. He really didn’t have a name, just went by Teddy.
You see, I was an only child and we lived in the country. My closest neighbor’s son was a teenager, about 10 years older than I was. So, I had to entertain myself.
I spent most of my time in the woods. I have always loved the out-doors and it didn’t matter if it was winter snow or summer heat. When I was pre-school age, my friend was a teddy bear. Don’t laugh, a lot of little kids had teddy bears back then. Here is a picture of my friend back then:
And here is another one in front of an aromatic flowering shrub that was beside our back porch:
After I was grown and raised my own family, my Mother gave my teddy bear back to me. He was well worn, missing a lot hair and parts of his eyes. He wore one of my Grandpa’s RR engineer’s caps, pinned back so it would fit, the one that I used to wear when I was little. Did you notice the cap I was wearing?
Old teddy is still with me today. I don’t think about him much, but he sits up on a bookcase in my office and keeps watch over me. You know, teddy bears are faithful.
Here is a picture that I just took of him. I moved him to the couch so that he could pose better for the picture: