Please meet the real Jerrod, holding Mr. J.M. Buckingham.
Jerrod's lovely sister, Traci is holding her favorite bear, the exclusive Lord and Taylor
Guinevere with wings!
Introduction By Mary Jo Truax
This story to follow was done out of the kindness of a friends heart & was
initially never intended to be shared. However, it is a special story and I did think it
too cute to keep to ourselves - besides, it does give us an insight
(literally!) to how those adorable Boyds of ours are jointed!
Hearing a loud, mournful wail, I followed the sound into the living room to find my
five-year-old son tightly curled up on the couch & staring at the floor in wide-eyed
amazement. My eyes followed his to the sight of poor ol Buckingham laying there -
having quite lost his head in his recent wrestling match with Jerrod!
Jerrod looked at me & said, "Hes gone! Buckinghams head CAME
OFF!" He was crying now - and he wouldnt even LOOK at his favorite bear.
Im so sorry! What happened?" That is what I SAID, but my
mind was thinking, "Uh-oh! A sudden death retirement? Does Boyds know about this? Oh,
"Well, we were wrestling and I got him in a "Half Nelson" and look!!! His
head is OFF!" He tearfully and slowly explained to me (as if to a smaller child than
why didnt his Mama get it? Why wasn't she as upset as he was?
The head was off and I could see that
but what amazed me the most was Jerrod's
reaction. WHY? Well, because I know Jerrod! At least, I thought I did - but even I
didnt know to what extent his bear was "real" to him! In a moment, it came
You see, Jerrod never had a pacifier, wouldnt suck his thumb, never had a special
toy that he needed at night, or a blankie. He loves his favorite people with a passion
that makes you know you better have your balance when he comes to hug you, but he never
had a special "thing"; a security "thing". I had always assumed that
he just didnt attach to things. I had no clue!
Then it all connected and I remembered . . . The moment he saw Buckingham, he said,
"I LOVE THIS BEAR!!! Mama, can I have him?" Now, you have to know that my home
is FILLED with all sorts and sizes of Boyds bears. They are not a novelty here and not one
of them had ever caught Jerrod's eye for more than a moment - except he did like and did
have his own Humboldt bear. So, I thought to myself, "Hmmm
a $55 bear for my
son at this age?" Then I said, "Oh, I dont know
you can play with
him. But I think he will be MY bear, OK?"
From that moment on, Buckingham played all sorts of games. He was an Indian to
Jerrods Cowboy. He would wear Jerrods cowboy vest and badge, hold
Jerrods wooden rubber-band gun and be "Woody the Sheriff"; Jerrod was
"Buzz Lightyear". (This is how Jerrod went 'Trick-Or-Treating'!) Buckingham was
Santa in a hat at Christmas time. He went to the store and rode under the cart with
Jerrod, to church (and was much quieter than Jerrod!), out to eat, where waitresses would
flirt with both Jerrod & Mr. JMB, and of course Jerrod hated to sleep without his
bear. Buckingham became Jerrod's playmate. Everywhere we went, so did Buckingham. I
decided I better GIVE him to Jerrod when I discovered that Buckingham was telling Jerrod
"Buckingham is just his last name, Mom. His first name is Jason and his middle name
is Michael." "Hes 74 years old!" "He is a Grandpa bear to my
little Humboldt." "His favorite food isnt honey; its macaroni and
cheese or potato chips!"
(WOW!!! Where is the "plush expert" when you need one? I didnt know all
When Buckingham couldnt seem to get himself together, Jerrod couldnt even look
at him! It was just too sad and waaaaay too scary for him to see his little buddy in that
condition! This is what I was telling my friend, Gae, in an instant mail. I was feeling so
bad for Jerrod. And so . . . read on to know the rest of the story! (And thanks, for
indulging "Jerrods Mama" in reading this introduction!)
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