This cute little bear that now sits on my bed, belonged to my mom. Mom loved this little guy, and it was very special to her because one of her twin brothers had given it to her several years before passing away.
I recall mom telling me that both brothers had given it to her at the same time, during one of her yearly visits back home to Germany...I am not sure now. I have emailed my cousin in Germany to see if my Aunt Gitta recalls this wonderful little bear and his story, and hopefully his name too. Mr. Bear, as I have named him, is now very special to me.