Contributed by Peggy Barnett

Peggy Barnett
Bend, OR
Baby blanket, Childhood, Sons

We were traveling with our 2-year-old son and accidentally left his favorite blanket in the motel. We didn’t realize it until we were too far away to go back. We had to wait until we got to a a phone to call the motel. They mailed it back to us, which was awesome. I still have the blue blanket with the satin edge – it is in my hope chest and is 36 years old!