Hippy Daze

Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?

My beloved Afghan. Oh, how I loved that coat.  Setting off out to the city on cold winter nights, I was totally comfortable, warm, and secure in it.

Then I went away to work a summer season somewhere, and when I came back, my dad’s third wife had cleared out my bedroom and redecorated. That was a shock.

This photo is the nearest I can find. It’s not exactly the same, but you’ll get the idea

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