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Myrtle: A Love Story



When my mom was nine, her best friend Bona Lockwood gave her a panda for Christmas. Mom named the bear Myrtle.

It’s not hard to guess, from her appearance, that Myrtle has led an exuberant life. Lots of love. Plenty of adventures.

Myrtle’s favorite piece of jewelry is a red wooden heart. My Uncle Byrt made the pin when he was thirteen. She’s worn it ever since.

In 1942, Myrtle and Mom went away to college. More good times!

Enter a new love for Mom. Myrtle wasn’t especially pleased.

After my parents married, Dad promised Myrtle an allowance of two cents a week. His benevolent gesture improved her spirits.

Over the years, Dad worked to keep up a good relationship with Myrtle. You can see by the expression on her face that she’s a discerning bear, a careful judge of character.

For sixty-four years, Dad sometimes surprised Mom by having Myrtle move around the house. She’d go from the bedroom to the kitchen, from the family room to the study.

Two years ago, my father lay down for a nap and never woke up. When I arrived the next day, Myrtle was sitting on Mom’s bed.I figured Mom had moved her. A touch of comfort at a heartbreaking time.

“You’ve got Myrtle on your bed. Nice.”

“Dad put her there,” Mom said.  “Three days ago.”

And that’s the end of this story.

Except that true love stories, as you know, never really end.

Happy Valentine’s Day! Celebrate the love stories and the characters in your life.




This is Duckie now.

And this is Duckie when he was just born.

What a difference, but we love him just the same.  We’re  quacking nuts over this duck.  To the memories!

Duckie arriving that first Easter to surprise Laura.

Duckie settling in and developing quite the personality.

Duckie singing.  Duckie dancing.  Duckie swinging.  Duckie sledding. Duckie laughing.

Duckie wearing T-shirts and baseball caps and scarves.

Duckie riding in the red wagon to play at Beth’s across the street.

Duckie flying down the stairs.

Duckie trekking to the mall.

Duckie blowing out birthday candles.

Duckie riding in a laundry bag though the airport and then the skies, all the way to San Diego.

Duckie attending sleepovers. 

Duckie meeting boyfriends.

Duckie visiting  college.

Celebrate the Duckies in your life (be they rabbits, bears, dolls, dogs, monkeys, lions, or any other huggables), and give them an Easter hug from Duckie.  Oh and one from me, too.

Happy Easter! I hope your basket overflows with chocolate and PEEPS!

(P.S.  No doubt Duckie thinks WE look a bit older too.)

Just updated the post to include lions after two lion comments!  ROAR!  Reminds me that my brother and I had a lion puppet we loved named “Liony.”  I know, not real original.

Top photo courtesy Katherine Younger.