You may have noticed Archie the Bear in my family room pics over the past year or so. He deserves a quick blog feature. His story is quite special…
If Archie could speak, it would be in a Scottish brogue. He is, in fact, from Scotland. He was found by my father’s Scottish cousin in an antiques store outside Edinburgh about 40 years ago. She bought him for my mother. You see, my mother used to have a little business called Noble Bears. She spent hours constructing beautiful, fully jointed teddy bears out of mohair and sold them at craft shows. I grew up surrounded by bears. They were literally in every room of our house and had names like Cuthburt and Edward. Oh, and she collected Steiff bears and they also stared at us from every corner. My sister and I would tag along and help at the shows. Sorry, I digress from Archie’s story!
My father’s cousin in Scotland learned of my mother’s love/obsession of teddy bears. When she spotted Archie in her local shop, she knew my mother would love him. She bought him and took him home and figured that eventually she would be able to give him to my mother. Unfortunately, her husband was not very fond of large, old bears and poor Archie was banished to a closet where he sat for many years. Until, finally the cousin divorced the mean, teddy bear-hating man. She decided to take a much deserved trip to the USA to visit her cousin and brought Archie along with her on the plane. After all those years, she finally was able to give him to my mother – Archie was home! If he could smile, he would have.
He now sits in a chair in my family room. He is very old and his joints are literally held together by strings. However, surprisingly, my 16 year old son has grown quite attached to Archie. When my two year old niece visits, she makes a beeline for Archie but Matthew has learned to hide him before she arrives. Actually, it is the first thing he does when he learns of her impending arrival (she is akin to a very adorable hurricane descending ;)) He doesn’t want Archie to be destroyed as the bear is so delicate in his old age. I believe Matthew’s loyalty has deemed him the next rightful owner of the Scottish bear. Let’s hope Matthew’s future wife likes the very old, very large and very beautiful teddy bear!
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I love knowing the history of good old Archie!
He’s adorable – who could not love a teddy bear?
He’s wonderful, thank you for the story!
chris aka monkey
awww what a wonderful story, and i am so glad your son protects archie, and i hope he loves that he will own him xx
That should be a prerequisite for marrying Matthew- that she can love and protect the bear as he has! 🙂
Archie reminds me of your mother’s teddy bear that she had as a child. I forget his name, but your mother loved him more than any doll and he sat in the window seat of our joint bedroom for many years. He and Archie must be distantly related!
Sweet! Great story.
What a lovely story! I too love Teddy Bears and have my old Panda Bear, given to me by my grandmother for my first Christmas and also my sister’s old teddy bear (with movable joints). They sit side by side on a chair in my bedroom and I’m sure would be quite upset to be parted. I’m sure they would get along well with Archie!
I have a very similar bear which my Nana brought from England when she migrated to Australia in 1961. He sits on my bedroom floor so I see him every day. Most of his fur has been loved off. 🙂
Adorable story – better publish it! 😉