Dear Friends,

So I used to have this old, ragedy Seseme Street blanket. It was the most comfortable blanket I have ever owned. I mean, I have been through blankets. Big ones, small ones, soft ones and rigid. Comforters and quilts. Fuzzy blankets, and plain ones. Flowers, sports teams (this is starting to turn into a CAT IN THE HAT book). Anyway, my point is out of all blankets I nesstled in, the old ragedy Seseme Street one was the best. But, then one day something happened. I don't really know how or why or really even when but, my Seseme Street blanket was gone. Gone in a way that at first I thought I could find it but, soon matured enough to realize that
the union between us would never materialize. The blanket was gone. So maybe I could find a new Seseme Street blanket that is identical to the old one. But that too, I realized, was a lost cause. See that Seseme Street blanket, my friends, had it's own place in my life. But, that time is over now. It will be always cherished and remembered. I will look back at all the good times I had with my blanket. The times I used it as a cape pretending to be Superman (last year). The nights I curled up in it's arms. The soft touch of a item that embraced me in times of need. And sometimes even when I didn't need it. The fact is my blanket WAS a memorable life
partner. But...this weekend....I found a new blanket. A blanket that may seem similar to the last but, a blanket whose time is now, nonetheless. My new blanket. How happy am I? The answer....extremely.

Love ya guys,

Anthony Doria