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You see, I was a ‘blanket’ baby and I still am, though I’m no longer a baby or a toddler.  I grew up with this habit of carrying a blanket around with me at home, refusing to let it be washed or taken away for any reasons.  The smellier, the better  I guess it was kind of comforting to have that familiar scent to sleep with.  Oh, and it had to be soft, too!

Click here to read more: Judith Remembers…Part 5.