Tell me about your most beloved childhood stuffed animal/doll/comfort object.

Mine was Brown Bear. I got him as a baby, and still have him now. He was kind of personality-less within my stuffed animal hierarchy (yes, I had a stuffed animal hierarchy), but everyone respected him.

In retrospect, the ways in which Brown Bear quietly bore his maleness with a kind of weighty dignity -- yeah, I& #39;d rather not be doing this, but that& #39;s true of all of us -- were........ telling.

There Were No Signs dot Tumblr dot com.

Telling a friend about this has made me realize how much I just ripped off The Muppet Show when constructing a fantasy world where my stuffed animals (dubbed, by me, "The Friends") lived. Brown Bear was just Kermit, his wife was Miss Piggy, etc.

I& #39;m tearing up reading about all of your childhood pals. We all of us come into this life as children who are seeking something the world cannot give us.