Flashback Friday to a Turtle

     Thisblog post come up on memories on Facebook the other day, and I thought it was worthsharing.

Oneafternoon, while cleaning out the linen closet, I came across this great find.

Hername is Mrs. Tuttle. Yes, she is a little ratty but at 55 plus years old, Ithink she is managing. The story, as I remember it, is that my sister Pat and Iwere spending the night in Wausau with our much older sister. Judy is 15 yearsolder than me and was working at a bank and living in an apartment building whichis long gone. She bought me and Pat each a stuffed animal. Mine was the turtleand Pat’s – well it really wasn’t a stuffed animal.

Itwas a hideous plastic snake. If you can picture a Hawaiian lei where theflowers are four inches in diameter but flat and green, white or yellow thickplastic, and when spread out this thing is five feet long, that is pretty closeto what that thing looked like. Hideous. I don’t remember what Pat named the snake, but it had many adventureswith Mrs. Tuttle and our other stuffed friends. 

Ihave a picture of that snake somewhere. I’ll have to try to find it.