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Dirty Wow Wow, Part 4

Hey there and welcome back to our tribute to the the book that has inspired Powell's staffers to share stories of their childhood "stuffies," Dirty Wow Wow and Other Love Stories: A Tribute to the Threadbare Companions of Childhood.

In Part 4 of our Dirty Wow Wow extravaganza, we present more of our staff's childhood friends:

Bear

Hello, my name is Bear. In my younger years, after sleeping comfortably with my person for a number of years, I was hidden in some closet, drawer or some other corner of the house, but no matter what, we had our own secret way of finding one another. After a while I was sent away for about 25 years and ended up in a house on the coast, until one day my first person walked in and saw me — I said that it was about time he found me again. So he took me to his home, had a sweater made for me (I think it looks very handsome) and I have been contented ever since.
— R.C.

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Lamby

Lamby was my first stuffed animal love: a tiny lamb with an adorably oversized head. For a long while, he was my favorite sleeping buddy — I have a hazy memory of lying in my crib on a sunny morning, just holding onto Lamby and feeling cozy and happy. Alas, Lamby eventually became too delicate for regular cuddling; the stuffing in his neck became too deflated to hold up his large head. But though he's a bit love-worn, when I hold Lamby, he still gives me the same feeling of simple childhood comfort and warmth.
—Sheila

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Teddy

I got Teddy for Christmas, 1952. My younger brother Dave used to fight Teddy, pretending to be Davy Crockett. I never liked that.

In the early 80's, I was in Ohio at an aunt and uncle's 50th anniversary, and a gentleman walked up to me and said, "You still have that bear I got you?"

I said, "Was that you? Yes, yes I do!"

"You do? Golly! Ummm... So, how's he doin’?"
—Brian

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Ah, the soft friends of days gone by...
Tune in for more of their tales, or post a comment about your cherished childhood object!

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