Love Bears

My late mother worked for a shipping insurance firm, and one of the perks of the job was the opportunity to buy damaged cargo at rock (or should that be ship) bottom prices.  She always seemed to come home bringing us something different from tech items to confectionary and knick-knacks.  This little pair of bears was one such gift which I must have had over 40 years (along with a "boom-box" cassette radio).  They are somewhat grubby and faded now, but still sit on the bedside table in the guest bedroom as a reminder of her love.