When I was five, I had eye surgery, and the doctor gave me a Smokey the Bear doll. I proceded to talk to Smokey whenever no one else had time to listen, until one day Mom gave him away.
I mentioned Smokey to a friend in college whose sister was a park ranger, and one Christmas she gave me a new Smokey complete with hat, belt, and shovel. Best present ever.
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