Of all the childhood toys I remember, my favorite is still my little bear named (by me) Sudsy-Wudsy! He was my constant companion when I was a little girl. He went everywhere with me and played just as hard as I did. But somewhere over the years, he went away...where, I do not know.
However, one day, two years ago, he showed up at a huge antique market near our home. I could not believe my eyes but there he was...and at a not so thrifty price, I might add.
"Look Jim," I whispered, "there's my bear I told you about! That bear right there is Sudsy-Wudsy!"
"How much?" Jim got right down to business. When I told him, the price, he stopped still and looked at me.
"It's too much, I know, but—"
"You need this bear, don't you?" Jim was already walking toward the booth. "I'll see what I can do."
And...you guessed it! When he came back he was carrying a small bear in a bag. My Sudsy-Wudsy had come home!